The Pretend Husband got FunnyKid ready for bed last night, picking out a fleece sleep sack for the little guy to snooze in. When I unzipped the sleep sack this morning to change a diaper, it prompted this email to the PH:
I didn't think the birds and the bees would have to be discussed so early...
...but I found a black lace thong in your son's sleep sack when I went to change his diaper this morning. I think he might have snuck out in the middle of the night and met up with some slutty girl baby. I need you to have the sex talk with him when you get home.
It's possible it's my thong and it got into the sleep sack in the wash. But, just in case, I'm hiding my car keys before I go to bed tonight.
So many books...
9 years ago
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