This morning, he wandered into our room wearing his nightshirt. After saying good morning, he strolled back to his room and came back wearing an open button-down shirt on. He spent the next ten minutes carefully buttoning it.
Then he looked up at Brian and said, "Do you want to dress like me today? Do you want to wear a Daddy shirt, too?"
He walked to the closet and picked out a shirt from Brian's clothes that most closely resembled the one Eli was wearing. He stood there holding the shirt which was as tall as him. When Brian agreed, Eli beamed and then worked carefully to remove it from the hanger.
The pride as he passed it to Brian was immense.
Ah well, I'll take what I can get.
