The greatest Joe on Earth

The boy beat me.  With the wee lady defiantly writhing until near midnight, and this little lad waking just before 6am, I broke the seal and handed the wee man a tablet full of movies and games.  I used the ensuing hours to caffeinate.  Once his marathon movie session he headed down to a new playground in Stockbridge (via a coffee shop of course).  It was only 10am but it already felt like the afternoon.  The little fella' took off off his socks and shoes and then said 'Want to take my feet off'. We then hear him straining really hard and riding at his ankles. 'I can't do it' he says, 'It's really hard to take your feet off'.

Also, in the middle of the night, he woke up, distraught, saying 'The octopus's trousers are wet!'  After settling him back to sleep, I asked him this morning about what happened.  He said 'Yeah... The octopus was swimming. He was wearing trousers, a shirt but not any undies, no'

Strange boy.