New-old shirt

I bought Biscuit a firetruck shirt for $3 at a consignment sale back in the fall. It looked like a short-sleeved gray T-shirt layered over a long-sleeved white T-shirt. Of course, all that Biscuit cared about was that there was a firetruck on the front of it.

As the weather started to warm up, I told Jeff I was sad to have to pack up that shirt. "He just loves it," I said to Jeff.

Then Jeff had a good idea. "Is there any way we could cut the white long-sleeve part off and let him wear it as a short-sleeved shirt?" he asked.

"Hey. That's a good idea," I said. Then I fetched the scissors.

You can see the long-sleeved version peeking out from under Biscuit's bib at the dentist office.

Here is the new version of the shirt: