Candied Pants

Logan came to work with me for an hour this morning and went exploring.  To a boy of five, the bullpen is an elaborate labyrinth of mystery and discovery.  As did his brothers before him, Logan found every candy dish on every available surface.  Stuffing his pockets full to bursting, he returned to my desk and sat playing games until it was time to leave.  After a while I indicated that it was time to go.

"My pants are full of candy," Logan shouted.

Heads turned.  People chuckled.  There were a few looks bordering on shock.  Everyone checked their candy dishes.

- 20 August 2014