In our house, this is not something normally done. Ana has shown absolutely no interest in picking out her own clothes and I've never pushed the issue. Now I know why...
My first clue that things weren't going to be quite as coordinated as I would have liked came when Scott ran ahead of Ana into the room so that he could be there to see my face upon her entrance.
I could see where she was going with her outfit. Hearts match hearts... right?
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