At the begining of winter I called the local gas company to come out and check my heaters. The nice gas man my daughter in law and my 16 mo. old and I grandaughter were standing in the living room and dicussing the heater. The grandbaby was standing at my feet and she tugged on me to pick her up. Unfortunally. when she tugged my sleep pants went all the way too the floor. That poor man's face turned bright red and he was trying to make a hasty exit. all d/i/l could say was what's for breakfast. I had snatched my pants up in a nano second and was laughing so hard and all I could think was Thank God I have on good underwear. Bet he had a tale to tell that day.
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