John was calling to me from upstairs this morning. Ryan was closer, so he asked what John needed. John yelled down that he didn’t need Dad, he needed Mom. So, I went upstairs and called, “What do you need, John?” He was hiding around the corner in his underwear. He couldn’t find his church pants.
“I can’t find my church pants, Mom.”
“Why couldn’t Dad help you find your pants?” I asked.
“Mom, I can’t have a MAN see me in my underwear.”
Well, ok, then.