Seriously. What is up with Luke's new little game of pulling off his undies, wading them up into a ball, throwing them in the air, and then running like a wild hooligan around the house, yelling "I'm naked JAY bird!". Okay, this may have been funny a month ago, but come on. Keep your undies on, little boy. I am so tired of chasing his naked little hiney around this house and wrestling the same pair of undies on.

Speaking off...I just saw a flash of nakedness run around the corner toward the playroom, squealing and laughing.

Sometimes I feel like I am stuck in that movie Ground Hogs Day.