From Generation to Generation

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Before summer's heat hit, I took these pictures of Ezekiel wearing a particular sleeper.  Why?  Because I've been saving it for years after taking on the task that John's mom began when he outgrew it 32 years ago.

The son takes on the clothes of the father.




He wore it when he was awake, too;

bored stiff by the day's history reading (Napoleon conquers the world?  Pffft. Who cares; I'm wearing Papa's pajamas), 





but polite enough to sit without complaint.