Oh, let me raise a glass to the joys of raising sons of varying ages … and while we’re at it, raise one with me.
This morning, I was trying desperately to convince my three-year-old to put on his underwear UNDER his clothing when he turned to me and said, “No thanks, mummy … I’m free balling today.”
What, what, what?
Well, you can imagine my surprise, then shock and horror as I realised what he meant.
As in going commando?
I’m still in shock that my precious little boy uttered these words and once I picked myself up off the ground, feigned my ignorance and told him that we really should wear underwear … all … the … time, I silently cursed his brothers.
Oh yes, the joys of raising sons of varying ages indeed!
I wonder if this sort of thing happens in the Duggar household?