Friday, April 29, 2005


Thomas, we all know, is a boy in a hurry. He uses the potty, then comes to me, quite distressed. "Mary, my pants is hurting me!" I can't see anything wrong on the surface, so I check underneath... The broad black elastic waistband of his teeny white spiderman briefs sits neatly on his hips at side and back, but is firmly wedged underneath his apparatus at the front. Ouch! You know, little man, there are times when it pays to take things slowly...


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