Lincoln is using his new Christmas present, a panini grill, for the first time tonight and it's sizzling away. To set the situation: Hannah was sitting at the table (halfway between the kitchen and the living room), Lincoln was at the counter (facing the back of the house) and I was at the other side of the kitchen (by the side door / opposite side of the kitchen from Hannah).
Lincoln: My pants!
Me: You have no pants?
Lincoln: My pants!
Me: We have live ants? What?
Hannah: MY PANTS! He said MY PANTS! M-Y-P-A-N-T-S! MY PANTS! MY PANTS! Can't you hear him?
4 months ago
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So, what was the deal with his pants? I assume either he splattered on them or they were falling down? (Just remind him of what he told Jacob about being responsible for what's in his pants.)
You know what, I was laughing so hard I didn't ask. I presume he splattered on his pants. LOL.
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