One day, James came out of his room wearing the following: His Nebraska cape, the helmet D made for him form a milk carton (it's supposed to be a star wars pilot helmet, but that's not readily apparent to me either), his woody-without-a-head shirt, a pair of Oliver's pajama pants, and carrying a small rolled american flag. He called himself Nebraska Man. I called it hilarious.
Oliver's version of Nebraska Man is a bit more subdued. He's such a calm little dude.
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