Ashley had taken the older boys to Sunday school and mass was over an hour away. Logan was well occupied in another part of the house so now was the perfect time to strip and remake the beds. The last thing I needed was "help". I had no sooner removed the sheets and blankets when I heard Logan running down the hall calling, "Daddy!" As I turned to leave the room, Logan came skidding to a stop in the doorway. His face registered a look of shock and he drew breath.
"Daddy! These beds are naked!"
Thanks for your help, Logan.
- 22 January 2012
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