While cleaning out my daughter's backpack this afternoon, I came across this little fella:
Isn't he cute? It's Jack Be Nimble.
At second glance, why is he not wearing pants?
I pondered this for a silent moment. My son poked his head over my shoulder and yelled "Hey! He's got a shoe on his dingus! Or, wait, is that another leg? He grew a leg on his penis!"
I choked on my own spit trying to keep from braying like the mule I am. As my eyes watered and I tried to stop coughing, my youngest wandered over and said, "Who is that?"
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jumped over the candlestick.
She beamed at me and said "Jack Candledick? Ooh, great."