7, 2003 - Sunday
This shirt used to be Harry's shirt and when I put it on him he said so. It's not the first time he's worn the hand-me-down, but Jeremy's been saying things like this recently. For example, last night his mother read a couple of books to him that I got from the library and when she started he said "daddy." He's done the same with objects that have come from Mary's house, or something left by grandma. That's interesting to me for a couple of reasons. First, it's surprising that he's so aware of the shirt. In fact, he tried to take it off a short time later, saying "Yisch, Yisch." More intriguing is this wonderfully mature realization that everything is not, by right, his. Amazing, I don't think I've ever even heard Jeremy say "mine."