Monday, September 13, 2010

Dropping Trou

Little Dude has developed a new and strangely hilarious hobby "dropping trou" or in layman's terms pulling his pants down--in public spaces. It first started a few weeks ago at the State Fair. One minute we were checking out the rabbits and roosters, the next I see him glancing over his shoulder, mischievous grin blazing with one hand firmly grasping each hip. I call over, "Don't. You...." and down they go around his ankles as he begins laughing manically and running as fast as possible in the opposite direction.

Then today not once, but twice he pulled them down at the nature center. I'm at the end of the dock, gazing out at the marsh when I hear "Look mamma I pulled my pants down." (waddle waddle waddle). And then once more before we got off the dock.

Once home he pulled them down to his ankles so they rested lighlty on his shoes and asked that we leave them that way for the next 45 minutes.

He's a nut, but he keeps me entertained.


  1. Uncle Chris says: Ehhhhh. He'll grow out of that when he gets to be around age 22 or 23. If you're lucky. If you're not, it will still be hilarious.


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