Observing the Wongs

Were you to look in my window a moment ago you could have watched this scene:
Two-year-old wearing a firefighter hat, a polo shirt, inside-out underpants and silver galoshes several sizes too big approaches five-year-old at table and says in a sandy voice (due to recovery from a cold), "Alena, come along, we're going to the Kroger store."
Sometimes I adore my job.