She turned to me and said, “How about you, Honey? Momma got some nice new clothes for you, wouldn’t you like to try them on? They’re all nice and fluffy from the dryer. I tell you what, since Gino is new here, I’ll let him be first to try on the new clothes.”
She reached down and put her hands underneath Gino’s armpits and said, “Come on, Sweetiepie. Momma will dress you up.”
She took Gino into the nursery and came back with a little girl in her arms. At least it appeared to be a little girl at first glance. When I looked closer I realized it was Gino in a baby girl’s party dress. If I had been able to talk, I would have been speechless in shock. He was dressed in an infant’s party dress that made him appear even younger and more helpless than he had before.
