The boy with short pants

April 21, 2007

The boy with short pants

It must have been an exhausting day. It isn't very often (okay, I don't think ever!) that Russell falls asleep like this without putting up a fight. He just found the pillow on the ground, snuggled up to it, and got comfortable. This nap didn't last longer than five minutes and then it was back to playtime. His pants are a little short, don't ya think? Nine month pants are too short and twelve month pants are too long. We used to put him in the twelve month pants but he has figured out that if he steps on the bottom of them he can get them off and be a free boy. And that is the story of the boy with short pants.

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