Uh-oh
3rd October 2007
This morning. Lucy is in her booster seat eating Cheerios and banana for breakfast. I am in my pajamas trying to eat Raisin Bran while removing cereal and fruit chunks from Lucy’s nose.
I hear Eric come down the stairs, but Lucy sees him first.
“Uh-oh,” she says, pointing.
I turn my head. There is my husband, clad in a striped polo shirt, gray socks and black briefs. Lucy is pointing at his bare bottom half.
“Uh-oh, Mumma,” she says again.
Eric and I are laughing.
“Yes, uh-oh, honey,” I say. “Daddy has no pants.”
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