This will be short but that's OK because something else came perilously close to becoming short today so this is a short post about short and shorts...I really need to wrap this up and go to bed.
A little earlier this evening #7 came in for a cuddle wearing the pajama shorts he'd worn all day cause I'm just that kinda Mom. Only something about those pajama shorts set off my Boy Mom radar so I gave them a closer look.
"#7," says I,
"Did you cut your shorts with the scissors?"
"I can fix it, I'll tape it up!" He says, while trying to cover the evidence by grabbing two handfuls of shredded shorts.
Upon closer examination I am just grateful that the shorts were the only thing, err... shortened.
6 comments:
You gotta love boys! ;0)
Mrs. Nurse Boy
Wow. That could have been a 'shear' accident!
Blessings!
Go Octamom, 'cutting it up' on the comments!
What is it with boys?? Samuel cut multiply slits in his shirt during our last craft project (I was across the room loading the dishwasher).
Love the punny comments!! :)
Ohhh...ouch! That could have been very, very bad. But, he probably wouldn't have cut his shorts anymore!
So. Funny. I'm so glad he's still whole!
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