Can you say trouble?
Well, I’ve told you all about the “pee-pee parties” Arlin Jack was beginning to frequent right?! Couple days ago the parties advanced to “poo-poo parties” making Mama not so proud of her handsome little devil. I brainstormed for a bit…how was I going to remedy and put a stop to all this potty party madness???
ducktape?!
just kidding…Mama wouldn’t do that! But it sure did cross my mind while laundering the Captain’s bedding for what seemed to be the 90th time! And then it came to me, oh matey!
the “pirate panties!” hmmhmm, excuse me, I mean the pirate briefs.
Arlin Jack has mastered the pulling off his drawstring pajama pants like a champ, now only if he’d repeat this magic trick and potty train we’d be in business, but I suppose this is when Mama has to be patient. But the pirate briefs are just snug enough (but not too tight) over his diaper, that he can’t muster them off, allowing Mama to be rest assured she won’t impede on yet another potty disturbance. Thank you Pamaw for these little “Shiver me timber” numbers!