Before James could realize what was going on, he was dressed in a dapper sailor suit made for someone his size with nice dress socks and shoes. “Oh, who’s our handsome little boy?” Nancy continued to tease him, tireless in her efforts.
“He certainly is a little gentleman,” Ellen said, picking him up with one arm around his backside and one supporting his rear, carrying him over her shoulder downstairs. “Now let’s get you buckled up in your car seat and it’s off to the bookstore!