The kids give me a hug before I head off to work every day and Sam was in the middle of getting dressed this morning as I called out for hugs. He runs down the stairs naked to jump in my lap:
Me: Hey there naked boy!
Sam: I’m not naked. I’m wearing socks!
Sure enough.
Lately Walter the Farting Dog has been great bedtime reading. How can you go wrong with a dog that has gas . . .
