Nekkid no more--sorta

Rascal has consented to use gitchies after all. I don't think he really gets it, though.

Today while sorting laundry, for example, he wore his undies on his head. Then his bear wore them. Last, Kye had the pleasure... he was a little less pleased. Rascal laughed so hard he almost peed his--

well, he would have peed his pants if he would have been wearing them.

Back to sorting laundry. After the Nemo gitchies had all been tried out, he moved on to Husband's pile. He held them up in front of his eyes, thought for a while and then--

"Ooh, big gitchies!"

He whipped them on his head and ran around the house roaring. Kye squealed with laughter and scooted over to the change table, ripped out the carefully stacked diapers and chucked them around the room.

I ranted and raved at the two of them, but apparantly my red face, flaring nostrils, and huffy noises were just fuel for the fire. For a brief second they looked at me surprised, then giggled and finished the job.