We are all great friends with Little J by now.
Here is his Monday story.
Today at dismissal he put on pink gloves with his coat.
Normally I wouldn't say anything, but he started it (have I been in first grade too long?) and this is how it snowballed:
J: Man, I hate these gloves.
Me: Are they your sister's?
J: NO! NO!
Me: Well, then why are you wearing them? Where are your normal gloves?
J: THESE gloves are part of a set. My mom got them. They had a black hat and some black gloves and these pink ones too. Because they are for GIRLS.
Me: *uncontrolled smile* So then where are the black gloves?
J: My brother got to wear them. Plus the black hat.
Wouldn't you love to see how that was decided this morning?