Megan loves wearing her father’s clothing. She loves sleeping in his star wars tee shirts. I have had to take them back from her more than once or twice. LOL. For Christmas she got a giant dollhouse that I really want to help her decorate and do stuff with and we moved the dresser Barry had been using into her room as a stand. It’s gorgeous, imported from Italy in the mid sixties, real wood, the whole nine yards. It also weighs about the same as I do. hahaha.
So anyways, she was telling me she found a pair of her daddy’s shorts and that she suspected they were his from when he played five a side soccer as a kid. I told her they were probably boxer shorts.
“Daddy used to be a boxer?!?” she was incredulous. It was adorable.
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