I have to convince Joey to toss some things he
doesn't fit or need anymore.
A pair of Red Galoshes had to go.
He
holds them up and sighs..."Mom, remember when I could fit these? I
would play Boots the Monkey with red boots and Eme would be Dora and we
would go on an adventure..." and he slowly placed them in the box and
went to bed...
One item a night?
Not if he has a memory like THAT for
them, then I myself won't get rid of them EITHER!!!
Whaaaaaaaa!!! :(

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