emergency

We are down at the condo in Fort Myers Beach for a few weeks, enjoying a much-needed vacation.

But we had a problem. The evil chair. The evil chair is a very old, very mediocre Lazy Boy, and the mechanism for extending the footrest has been exposed. The fabric isn't covering the metal any longer. It's a hazard. And it ripped Andy's best shorts.

I was getting him off the potty (major potty success on this trip, by the by!) and noticed it. I said, "Oh Andy! That rotten old chair ripped your best shorts!"

He stuck his lip out for a second, then looked worried and said, "Mommy we'd better call the firemen to fix my pants!"