Thousands of Hillbillies Can’t Be Wrong
November 30, 2007
As part of his– I am turning three soon and no longer need you except for things like cutting my meat and wiping my butt– Miles now likes to dress himself. To make this easier on both of us I keep only the clothes I actually want him to wear within his reach. I got tired of constantly saying things like, “You can not wear shorts and a thick wool Christmas sweater that fit you two years ago.”
This morning he came down wearing his overalls. I innocently asked, “Where is your shirt, Miles?”
“I not need a shirt. This goes on my shoulders, see? It is a shirt. And it is pants.”
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