After braving the stores for some early morning shopping, I stopped at home to eat lunch, watch my Nebraska Huskers beat those stinky Iowa Hawkeyes, and check out some prices on the web, searching for more deals. Once I was properly re-fueled and re-hydrated, I decided to venture out back out into the crowds. As I was getting ready to leave, I asked my mini-me if she wanted to join me this time. My fashionista jumped at the opportunity.
As we were walking in the first store, I noticed this on the back of my Paige’s jeans.
“Hey Paige. The back of your pants are wet.”
“No, I sat in butter at Grandma and Grandpa’s house last night.”
“Before we left the house, I asked you for any dirty clothes because I was starting a load.”
“I know. I gave you my dirty clothes.”
“YOU’RE WEARING PANTS WITH BUTTER ON YOUR BUTT.”
“I know, but they’re clean.”
No, Paige, no they’re not… Man I see there are a few life skills lessons that we need to go back over again.