Inside Out

An hour after Liam went to bed last Thursday, he came running down the stairs in a panic.

"Mommy, I have to tell you something," he whimpered.

In my head, I thought, "Uh oh, he's going to throw up! Or he got into trouble at school today and he's decided to confess!"

"Um," he continued. "Tomorrow is inside-out day."

Whew! There's no vomit to clean nor discipline to dole out!

He could hardly contain his excitement the next morning. He tried to wear jeans but quickly realized the difficulty in snapping and zipping inside-out jeans. He settled on sweat pants and a t-shirt.

Even his socks and underwear had to be included.
Apparently, his underwear also had to be backwards.

After school, I asked him if he told everyone about his underwear. He giggled and said, "Yes and the girls were embarrassed."

He must be his father's child!

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