beetiger

I laid Rhys' night clothes out before I put him into the bath tonight, choosing the pinkest of the laundry-stained pajamas. He saw what I had, and he literally started *dancing*.

"Wow! Pink! I getting pink pajamas! I *love* pink pajamas!"

I tried to be nonchalant. "They certainly are pink. Do you like them?"

"Pink pajamas! Pink Rhys' favorite color!" He danced around, then tried to grab them and put them on, although I told him he had to wait until after the bath.

So I guess I'm not going to have a problem getting him to wear them.