So... Walking home from church this morning.. Eldest son is in front of me... And I notice a tiny hole in the left back pocket of the pants.... And then I notice a small spot of lime colored paint on the right back pocket flap and it hits me, so I shout "you are wearing MY pants!!!! WHY are you wearing MY pants????
Son smirked and said he had nothing to with it... They had been in his pile of clean clothes, he put them into his drawer, they were now his.
Son smirked and said he had nothing to with it... They had been in his pile of clean clothes, he put them into his drawer, they were now his.
