Perfectly Pink

There’s a pile of bins in Yaakov’s room and I know it’s hiding there inside one of them. So one day I search and sort and make piles of what we could still use, what to toss, what’s cute but the wrong season.

And there it is — the kiddush outfit. It’s neatly folded, all the matching parts there, ready to be put on display. But the thing is, they don’t really match. The hat and the booties and the pants are all cotton-candy light pink, but the sweater….