Mid-way through dressing this morning, she was giddily jumping on the bed, leaping, laughing, and watching herself in the mirror. She shrieked and stopped.
"Mama, I got a problem."
What is the problem?
"Where are my pants?!"
Um, you never put them on.
"I'm serious!"
Ok, I'll go get them for you.
" I need pants to jump! There are rules!"
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