We were at a scouting picnic last week end or so when Charles had a biological containment failure. I was informed of this by Charles suddenly saying “Oh, great, I would have to wet my pants right now”. Mom was able to run him home and back and so Charles did not miss out on the entire event.
When we had Levi overnight, Charles was sent down to sleep on the fold out couch. He was a bit frantic because he couldn’t find “Nursey”, his stuffed nurse shark. Mom suggested he just sleep with some other members of the Sleepy Time Crew but Charles stated that it was Nursey’s turn. Apparently he has a strict rotation schedule for them.
That’s my Charles.