A couple nights ago Ellis got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. We were both pretty sleepy. I helped him pull up his pants and underwear and told him to wash his hands.
Ellis started crying and said, "I don't like being in jail."
It turns out that when I pulled up his pants, I didn't pull them up far enough and his "little boy part" was under the elastic - in jail.
1 comment:
That is hilarious!
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