Shane is obsessed with tags.
Tags on shirts. Tags on pillows.
Shane loves them all.
Every morning, he takes his sippy cup of milk, sprawls out on the couch, and holds a pillow with the tag towards him. If the pillow is not tag-towards, Shane will not drink until he's rotated it to the 'correct' position.
Strange.
The mandatory pillow tags for drinking milk is new, but Shane's fascination with clothing tags is old. He's been grabbing at tags on his shirts (and exposing his belly button in the process) for as long as I can remember.
I thought that the feel of them may annoy him at first, but he goes out of his way to find them. Shane could have a tag-less undershirt and he would still find any tag within reach on his outermost attire.
It's a quirky Shane-ism to chuckle about. I don't know what else to make of it (other than a quick blog post!).
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