open when they came to visit her.

When the Twins were all dressed, Grandmother said,

"Mercy sakes! You have on your best clothes! Now that's just like
a man to promise to take you out in your best clothes in a milk
wagon! Whatever was Grandfather thinking about!"

Kit and Kat thought she was going to say that they couldn't go,
so they dug their knuckles in their eyes and began to cry. But
they hadn't got farther than the first whimper when Grandmother
said,

"Well, well, we must fix it somehow. Don't cry now, that's a good
Kit and Kat." So the Twins took their knuckles out of their eyes
and began to smile.

Grandmother went to the press and brought out two aprons. One was
a very small apron. It wouldn't reach to Kit's knees. But she put
it on him and tied it around his waist.

"This was your Uncle Jan's when he was a little boy," she said.
"It's pretty small, but it will help some."

Kit wished that Uncle Jan had taken it with him when he went to
America. But he didn't say so.

Then Grandmother took another apron out of the press. It looked
as if it had been there a long time.