We were sitting around our fire table with the Jacksons on evening, making s'mores, and visiting. At one point, Dare needed to go potty, but he couldn't get his zipper down. It was completely stuck. I couldn't even get it unstuck. I had him in all sorts of positions, and at one point while he was laying on my lap, I was laughing so hard at this silly predicament. Doug snapped a pic. Good stuff!
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