Skating night. A night where I try to keep us as organized as possible, but things always seem to go missing. Tonight it was the snow pants.
I received a frantic call from Jason on my way home from work asking where the snow pants were. The closet was my response and it probably made the most sense, but I forgot about the clear garbage bag on the floor full of clothes for goodwill.
It turns out I was wrong. The boys' 18-24 month sized snow pants still fit. They make perfectly good shorts.
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