AJ's new PJs

AJ is a little guy.(Please don't tell him that.) He really is. He's 5 and a half years old and only 36 pounds. Will he take after me? Maybe. Do I feel for him and his petiteness? Sometimes. But after watching Secretariat with the family last week, I do know it would be awesome to have a racehorse jockey in the family. I can picture it now, Mint Juleps at the Kentucky Derby watching AJ win the race. Sounds nice, right? Anyway,
AJ needed some new PJs. JCP was having a huge clearance on PJs and because Grace works there, she took me along for the 50% off clearance items employee sale. Yay! As we were looking through PJs, I grabbed a size 4T for AJ. He was not happy. He's 5 and a half years old. He needs 5 T PJs, he protested. I explained that because of his size the 4 T would fit him better. (As in he could wear them now and not wait two years until he grows into them.) I bought them and we left the store. End of story, until today:

AJ "Mom, there's something that I've been thinking about all my life (meaning the last 5 minutes) about those pajamas you bought me. Now that you washed them, I'm sure they are a size 3 and I'll never get to wear them again. I wore them two whole days and now they are gone."

Once I provided evidence to AJ that the pajamas were indeed the same 4 T size after being washed and dried, he was a happy camper once again. It's the little things.