Trent saunters into me carrying one of Megan's pink winter snowboots with fluffly white lining(a hand-me-down from our neighbor). He wants help putting on the boot so I help him and he clambers away lopsided and searches out the second boot, brings it to me, so I put it on too.
Greg walks in and comments, " those are pink! You aren't going to let him wear THOSE are you?"
"Sure," I reply, "it doesn't matter to him."
Trent tromps happily away in these adorable boots when I hear him stop suddenly, and reply, "OH NO! They ARE pink!"
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