Clark looked up from the classified ad and rolled his eyes. "Really, Mom?"

"Well, if you're not going to let JonJon wear them, I'll just have to find someone who will appreciate them." She made a silly face at the very mundanely dressed infant in her arms, eliciting a small, high laugh. "Even though you look so cute in your special little outfit," she confided to the baby. "Yes you do, just like your daddy!"

"Which is why I'm sure you can appreciate our not wanting to dress our son up in a Superman outfit," Clark pointed out.

His mother humphed and bounced her little grandchild.

"And anyway, do you have to be so…melodramatic…about it?" Clark continued.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said.

Clark shook his head and looked down at the ad again:

"For Sale: Red Baby Boots. Never Worn."




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