This is just inside our back door, where JM instantly took off his Crocs, then his shorts. This is a common sight in our household - he literally walks in the door and sheds his clothes.
As soon as we walk into the house, within the first 60 seconds, he sheds his pants and shoes. Most of the time, he wants his sippy cup of chocolate milk. Regardless of the milk, he never wears pants or shoes in the house. When drinking his chocolate milk - which is his major food group - he has to be pant-less and rubbing the shiny/smooth side of his blanket, "bankie."
The first words out of his mouth every morning...not "Good morning!" Not "Hi mom and dad!" It's always, "I want some chocolate milk." He easily drinks close to two gallons of milk per week, and we just buy those two jugs at a time. What in the world would we ever do without that brown (not white) chocolate milk and blanket??
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