C and D (especially D) think it is their job to pick Ls clothes out each morning. This morning:
C: "I want her to wear the 'I Love Daddy' Shirt."
So we put it on her. L proceeds to spit up on it immediately.
C: "Oh no! She's spitting up on the "I Love Daddy!" Wipe it off! Wipe it off!"
D: With hands moving and her typical shoulder shrug, as a last resort suggests: "Well Charwotte she could wear the "I Love Mommy' shirt." (the shirts look the same, btw)
C: (Disgusted) "Ew no. I don't like that shirt."
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