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The other day I ran upstairs to Kayla's room and grabbed her a pair of jeans. I went back to the living room and tossed them at her telling her to get dressed. She started to pull them on and kept saying she needed help. I was distracted, briefly glanced over at her, and told her she needed to unzip them first.
You know the pair of jeans you have that are just a little to snug for you, but you love them so you continue to wear them? The only way you can get them on is to wiggle, jiggle, jump, and tug to get them up over your hips?
Yeah, Kayla had a bit of that going on. But she persevered and got those jeans on.
Then she told me she needed help again; with snapping them. I pulled the jeans across her waist and wondered why they were so tight on her. I know she doesn't have a pair of jeans that are too small for her waist.
I glanced down and saw that these jeans fell above her ankles. I knew these weren't a pair of her capris either.
I looked at the tag on the back of the jeans and sure enough ... suspicion confirmed. The missing pair of jeans ... missing from LUCAS'S dresser!
Yes, these are a size 3T! She wears a 6 ... yet she somehow managed to get those jeans on!
I could not help but sit there and laugh at the sight of her wearing Lucas's 3T jeans! And I had been saying to Lucas over the past few weeks, "You are missing a pair of jeans. Where did that pair of jeans disappear to?"
Mystery solved.
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