more dispatches on living with your parents

Speaking of regressing at your family house, this was the scene in our laundry room a few days ago.

Yes, not only does Benjamin own a full-sized onesie, dotted with dinosaurs, but my mother laundered it for him. And even lovingly folded it.

To each his own, but I, personally, am opting to move to New York, with pajamas that don’t have socks attached.

See you in two, Manhattan.

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