The PJs

A week ago, EK didn't have any PJs clean. I remembered a couple of Marshall's 12 month PJs that were in a pile for the yard sale, so I grabbed one of the sleepers and put it on her. Marshall came in her room, and I mistakenly said, "Marshall, look...Emerson is wearing your PJs." He went ballistic! He was trying to pull them off of her. Once I washed them, he saw them again and insisted he wear them to bed. Behold...big boy Marshall in baby boy Marshall's PJs.

...and one of Emerson in her new big girl PJs.