This Battle May Have Been Won But...

I have this one outfit that I can’t stand wearing. It’s green and white and has pictures of little bears and campgrounds all over it. Every time Mom puts it on me I try to find ways to get it off as quickly as possible. Usually I pee or spit up on it, but today I did my best work yet.

As Mom was dressing me in it, she reminded me, “You always find ways to mess this one up don’t you?” Five minutes later when she was holding me in her arms and staring at my face (she does that a lot), I concentrated really, really hard on how to mess the outfit when it just came – I blew out my shorts!!

Oh man.. it was the best yet! Ha ha ha, hee hee… I had so much fun, that I didn’t stop there.. I did it again! Seriously, you would have been proud. Mom knew that I had beaten her, so she rewarded me with my “brilliant” shirt.

I took this photo of myself (to show how brilliant I am)

See me checking myself out in the mirror:

Unfortunately I was so excited about my little “incident” that I pee’d through that shirt not 10 minutes later. Now Mom had the upper hand so she put on my “Little Stinker” shirt, and got the last laugh by taking me out in public in that outfit, but I pretended not to care…