Yesterday when Pax and I were getting ready for our day, Pax turned around and said, "Mommy have on t-shirt." I did in fact still have on the t-shirt that I'd slept in.
Usually, we just label all shirts as shirts in our house and don't differentiate t-shirts from short sleeved blouses or sleeveless sweaters from strapless tops. Maybe that's because I have little care of being fashion forward and to me a shirt is basically a shirt.
Out of curiosity, I asked him how he knew that I was wearing a t-shirt. He promptly pointed to the letter "T" amid the print on my shirt. He said, "See Mommy, 'T' right there."
Oh, of course... a "T" shirt. I wonder what letter shirt I will wear tonight.
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