(When they found the ruffly aprons and requested that I help them put them on, I was amused by how much more manly and self-important they became. It's like a fabric-version of testosterone or something...)
((Also, if you read my blog, Becky--this toy kitchen we inherited from you sees daily use. Not always the Official Kind shown in this post, though. Sometimes excavators are loading food into Daddy's big boots and such, but still. Daily use. Thank you again!))
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