While on a trip to Las Vegas, Ashley and I left the three boys in the care of their grandparents. One evening, during his bath, Grandma asked Logan to lend a hand.
"Can you please wash your face since you're holding the wash cloth?" she asked.
"I can't," he said.
"Oh you can do it. You need to wash your face," she replied.
"But I can't or my eyeballs will fall out."
Nice try, Logan. Not only has Grandma had a child of her own, but you're the third grandson. She has your number.
- 6 April 2012
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