January 31, 2012

The Pink Plastic Punishment Pants

“I warned you, didn’t I!  Why is it that you can’t seem to get yourself up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom like all the other bois??”   I have once again found his bet sopping in the morning.  This was the last straw. At times I think he does it just to infuriate me.  Grabbing him by the wrist, I drag him into my bedroom.  Standing him in front of me, I strip every piece of clothing off him, wet pj bottoms and Underoos […]
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