Then it rains. Thus making mud puddles. Mud puddles that seem to draw little boys in as if to say, "Hey, over here,"especially when they're on their bikes.
Then those certain little boys try to sneak their clothes into the laundry room without my knowing - because I probably wouldn't notice they were stripping down at the door or notice a shirt coming through the laundry looking like this:
And then I'm reminded. Oh. Yeah. No wonder I need more Shout. :) Boys will be boys. That's what I love about them.
2 comments:
Haha!
Oh, wow. Does Shout even touch that?! Impressive!
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