I think sorting the clothes is one of another practical life area.
Actually, I was the one who sort the clothes of three of us. And I asked Fritz whose clothes I was holding on. Mostly, he can answer correctly.
"Whose shirt is it?"
"Momma.."
"Whose pants is it?"
"Poppa.."
"How bout this, Fritz?
I showed him the bra
"Momma..."
We never realized that he memorized what we worn in his lil brain. So brilliant!
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