I have someone complaining from her wardrobe on where have all her pinafores gone. She sounded so certain that they were lost. I ignored the qualms while continuing with my routine ironing job on weekend night.
A week passed and she started the same story about missing pinafores again.
Then out of sudden, she said she know where were all the pinafores.
She has mistaken the pinafores as little sister ones.
She thought she has grown up and they looked too small for her.
I stared at her and almost wanted to laugh my heart out.
Retelling this to the dad, he laughed out loud in the washroom.
Well......time to get those passdowns out and wash them now.
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