My mom sent Ian some gardening gloves, which are too big for him, but he loves non the less. He wants to wear them all the time, pretends it's a baseball glove (so now we have a baseball glove on it's way ordered by Wade this morning), and today he wanted to wear them on his bike ride. He cracks me up sometimes.
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