“They’re too thick!”, he whined in a voice that was almost in tears, “You’ve made them so thick that I can’t walk!”
“Exactly!”, his mother replied tartly without turning around from the dresser, “I have no intention of letting my baby boy wander around the house in the middle of the night! You might fall down the stairs and break your neck!”
When she came back, she lifted his heels one-by-one and slipped a noisy, frosted-white garment over his feet.
“No Mama! Please…No!..not plastic pants too!”, he quailed as she worked them down his upraised legs to his knees.