The Wisdom of the Young

Me: It’s too cold to go bare-legged; put some tights on.

Boogie: No!  Leggings!

Me: Great, leggings.  Get ’em on.

Walking to school…

Boogie:  Why are you walking like that?

Me: My gusset on my tights has wandered round and I need to set it straight.

Boogie: I told you tights were rubbish. [dramatic pause]  Why won’t you listen to me?

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