Laundry day

So I'm enjoying my dinner with my husband, finally. Michael and Rachel have finished their's and are cleaned up and off playing. Michael comes running into the livingroom yelling, "MOM, you have to get washing some clothes because the underware I had on were my last pair."

I look up, half snickering, to find Michael looking very serious and... naked. So, I ask, "why are you naked?"

"I'm not naked, I have one sock!" ... and he did.