Hey!

Little B came home from school positively exhausted. Uncharacteristically, he curled up on the couch, shut his eyes and promptly began snoring. An hour later, in unison with dinner time, the little guy's eyelids fluttered. He yawned, stretched and yawned again. Then his eyes cast down on his body, widened with horror and he gasped. "Hey!" He pointed an accusing finger at his mother. "I wore these clothes yesterday!"