Agnes opened the door to Gabby's room and saw her son standing in front of the mirror. His right hand is carrying ajacket jeans, while his left hand is carrying an sweater orange.
"Oh," Agnes closed the door to Gabby's room and walked over to her son, "Today you went to the playground with Michael, didn't you?"
"Yes." Gabby replied briefly without turning his head.
Hearing her son's answer, Agnes's face was adorned with a big smile. However, when he saw that his son looked like he wanted to wear asweater regular, he immediately frowned.
"Geez, don't tell me you want to use that?" Agnes walked over and forcefully took the sweater that was in Gabby's hand, "I can't wait for the weekly night with Michael to wear clothes like that. Wear a skirt or dress there. "
"What, skirt?" Gabby turned around and saw her mother busy unpacking the pile of clothes on top of her bed, "Mom, it's just the playground. What if I want to play rollercoaster after all ? "