I looked on in amazement as Aitch looked at kids dress-up suits in the market in Hong Kong.
Surely he’s too old for these? I asked, knowledgeably.
She just smiled, and bought the one he would be LEAST likely to wear: A dragon suit with a hood, clawed gloves and a thick stuffed tail with scales running right down the back and long tail. Most uncomfortable if you lay on that thick tail, I thought.
Well, of course he LOVED it. Wore it for years – till it was threadbare! Both in bed as jarmies and out in public.
Moms just know.