Betty was getting Anne dressed one day when I hear her yelling out for me to get my son Peter dressed. So I walk out into the living room, pick Peter up, and find some clothes on the chair. So I changed him into those clothes.
I thought the clothes were a tad big but otherwise OK. Then Betty comes in and starts cracking up. She was laughing so hard that I couldn't get her to tell me what was so funny! And in between gales of laughter, she says...
Those are Anne's clothes.
So now you get to chime in: who wore it best?