Sunday morning we had thrown T and D in the bath to get all squeaky clean before Mass. Patrick had bathed the afternoon before, so he was just hanging around with us, waiting for his church clothes… or so we thought. Joe and I suddenly hear shouts from the upstairs bathroom. I go up to find this waiting for me in the bath…
Yup! He had climbed right in… complete with socks and underwear!
What a goof!
Love, Us.
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