Home is Where the Pants Aren’t

Home is Where the Pants Arent

“Is anyone coming over?”
“Are we going anywhere?”

These are the questions that my son asks EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

Because pants.

But I don’t really blame him. I guess it runs in the family.


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2 Responses to Home is Where the Pants Aren’t

  1. I had to put pants on today because the plumber needed to fix the sink. I’m with you guys on this one.

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