True Story

So I was getting Osten dressed this morning, and out of nowhere he looked down at his shorts (which I admit were somewhat dissheveled) and said, "Mommy, I got a lot of sprinkles.  Will you iron my shorts?"  

WHAT??!!

And before I knew it he was rummaging around in his pockets, and he said, "Mommy, be careful with my pockets.  I've got butterflies, baby robots and a frog in there!"

SAY WHAT??!!

I guess it's time to start doing pocket checks before I throw his stuff in the washing machine!