My dear Caleb,
I love you so much. I love you to the ends of the earth and back again.
But -- you are driving me crazy! You see...you have this awful habit. I've mentioned it to you before, but like a typical boy...well, it must have gone in one ear and out the other.
What am I talking about? What -- you don't remember? Okay...well, here goes.
When you undress, could you please, would you please, remember to take off your pants. Then, take off your underwear. It really makes me upset (oh how I love thee sweet Caleb) when I have to take time to separate your undies from your pants when I go to wash your clothes. This just adds to my craziness you see. And -- you don't want me to get any crazier...trust me. It won't be a purty sight.
So, do us a both a favor and please separate your underwear from your pants. It will only take a second.
Thank you and xoxoxo,
Mommy dearest
***Okay, okay...I know...I'm a goof. But -- if I had to write this letter to my son regarding this habit, the above is how it would go. LOL! It drives me bonkers. Come on mommies...you know you've got something that drives you bonkers, too. So, share yours with me!***
Park City Utah
2 years ago
8 comments:
Hee! Hee! At least he's not leaving it under his bed yet. Or in the closet. Or......
Eek. My daughter rolls her pants and underwear off inside out so everything is all tangled up. Darn those kids! Maybe we should make them do their own laundry.
My boys do the same thing! Both of them also take off their socks so that they are inside out when I go to wash them! Every single one of them! Between the underwear co-mingling with the pants, and the inside out socks it's enough to drive a normal mother CRAZY!
HaHa.
Hmmm. Not there yet with my daughter, but I can run down a list of things with my husband.
Davida
To you from Caleb...
Dear Mom,
I do love you ever so much. Unfortunately, I am unable to abide by your request. You see, it is physically impossible for me to remove first my pants and then my underwear in order to keep the two separate. You may not have realized this when I was born, but I have a Y Chromosome. This Y Chromosome has some pretty interesting affects on me at times. So, whenever I do things that drive you insane, just blame it on the Y.
Your son,
Caleb.
Thanks for all the comments you all.
Fee -- he does that, too.
Stacy -- yep, that too.
Mom -- too funny!
Ha Ha Ha. What a cute note. Thanks for putting a smile on my face today. My little one just leaves her clothes all over the house. She must try on 10 outfits a day. Just like a girl! I'm doing never ending laundry. Uggg!
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