[Jacob looks up and over at it, eyes widening with an outrageously loud gasp. He let go of the crate he was going through to snatch it up, immediately hugging it so his chest and pulling the skirt against his legs.]

I'd be the most beautiful mother in America! It's just my size! [He could maybe fit an arm and a leg through.] Don't I look darling, Ned? Wouldn't you marry me in this? You'd marry my sister in this. Oh-- We have to get Evie a matching one! Real twins!