Lucia's Pajamas

In the last batch of hand-me-downs from Cousin Lucia, we got a pair of pink flannel pajamas covered in ballerinas, with a matching robe. Clio has become very interested in choosing her clothes, and all of a sudden the distinction between blue and green sleepers or a cat or reindeer pattern is just not enough; so it's perfect timing to have two-piece pajamas to offer another choice in style.

Or maybe she loves them simply because they once belonged to Lucia. Every time we put them on, she says "Lucia's 'jamas?" And when we confirm that yes, these were once Lucia's pajamas, she then says "Clio's 'jamas."

She's definitely grasping the concept of "ownership": all weekend long, whenever we encountered strangers who said hello to us, Clio would grab the leg of the nearest parents and say "My Mommy. My Daddy." At home, she likes to indentify Mommy's Chair and Daddy's chair. And she likes to identify everything she wants to have as "Clio's." She's already figured out that old saying that possession is 9/10th of the law.