Brother Distracted

Brother is supposed to be getting in his pajamas but he’s been in his closet for at least 10 minutes.  I go to check on his progress.

Me: Brother?  Are you ready?

Brother:  Oh, sorry.  I got distracted.

Me: Really?  You’re in your closet.  What’s in there to distract you?



Of course.  It was silly of me to even ask.  Now, if his imagination would just get ready for bed.


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