This morning I was playing and my pj pants bottoms were really impeding my movement. I wanted them off. My Mommy was no help....she just told me that if I wanted them off, I needed to figure out how to get them off myself. She made me so mad at her refusal to take my pants off that I decided to show her.
I got them off! Mommy was proud of me for persevering and figuring out how to take off my pants and she called me a smarty pants. For a second I was confused and thought she meant that my pants were exceptionally smart. I decided to put them on my head in case they might impart some wisdom to me!
I quickly figured out though...I'm smarter than my pants!!!
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