"Luke, take off your jammies and get your clothes on."
Luke spies the jeans on the floor
"Mom, I don't wear pants that have a zipper."
"Okay," I say as I march upstairs and bring down a pair of blue sweatpants.
"Mom," Luke says nicely, "But my pants need to have pockets."
He's still in his jammies.
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