A brantley story

Wednesday night as I was putting my kids to bed I was griping at Charlie (as usual). "Charlie your dirty clothes belong in the hamper not on your floor." I go into B's room to tuck him in and he is pulling his laundry out of his hamper and throwing it on the floor. He is laughing hysterically. "Mommy, clothes on floor." I am sure that I will find this display of humor great one day. That night I did not find it funny.