16th
Pretty Comfortable
If you’d look up the Official Definition of “Being At Ease” or “Comfortable,” I think I need to add my little neighbor friend’s picture.
Yesterday as it was getting dark, the kids were done playing outside with the 7 or 8 friends they have in the court. They came in and got ready for bed while some of the other kids were allowed to keep playing. At that point, one of the 8 year old boys asked if he could quickly use the bathroom in our house, so he wouldn’t have to walk 5 or 6 houses over to his own house. “Of course!”
15 minutes later he was still in there! I politely knocked on the door to ask if he was okay. “Yeah, I’m fine…” was the response.
When he finally came out, he stunk up the entire house! Dude, use that air freshner!
Apparently, he’s totally at home with our family…
