D and I were playing in the den, and I was cold, so I found a sweatshirt on Shosh's bed. When I went back into the den and started putting it on, D looked at me and said suspiciously, "What are you doing?"
"I was cold, so I'm putting on this sweatshirt," I explained.
"That's Daddy's sweatshirt," he said in a warning tone of voice, "take it off!"
No matter what I said, he kept insisting that I take off Daddy's sweatshirt. So I did. Next time I'll bring a sweater!
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