Anywho, apparently the boys had swallowed a box of giggles at the dinner table because something was really dang-on funny about those clothes.
The problem was, my mom decided to call right before 9, which just so happens to be the worse time for me to be on the phone, when it is time for them to go down.
When I get on the phone, they automatically think it's playtime because Mama ain't gonna do nothin' to us with a witness on the other line!
So while they are suppose to me folding the basket of laundry that was poured on the bed, all I could hear was
HEE HEE HEE KEEE KEEE KEE HEE KEEE HEE HE KEEEEEE!
I went in there and laid out the threats.
Do you think that worked?
No! Because I was still on the phone.
HEE HEE KEEE KEE HEEE KEEE KEEE KEEEEEE!
I took out the belt.
So you think that worked?
No. Because I was still holding the phone.
HEEEE HEE KEEE KEE KEEE KEE HEEE HE KEEE KEE!
I pop their butt! (obviously it didn't hurt) Do you know they laughed at me?!?!?
KEEE KEEE KEEE HEE HEEE HEEE HE KEEE KEEE KEEEEEE!
I hung up the phone.
The clothes got folded and the light went off.
Those little twerps know when to play with me!