Jules remembers when she bought me (secondhand from another local mama). V was only 3 so I looked HUGE. She bought me knowing V would love wearing me someday, so she put me on a shelf until V got a little bigger. The next year, she pulled me down and put me on V. I was big on him, but he would grow into me, and he did. Much faster than Jules wanted. ANd now, I am too small for V! Jules will always think of me as being the pajamas that were too big for V. She is having a very difficult time saying goodbye to me because of all these memories, but she is ready to set me free. 
 
Superman is a bit faded.