Henry has one, count it one piece of Michigan State apparel. I restrain myself from disposing of it properly, into the wastebasket because I do want to remain in the good graces of Nana, Aunt Julie, Uncle Shawn, and Uncle Craig and about a gazillion other relatives that bleed green. So when Henry reached for this shirt today for all its green glory, I didn't object. So here he is at dinner. Green plate, green fork, and a cool 'light-up' St. Pats cup his babysitter gave him today.
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