My Legs Don't Work

Tonight Jack told us that his legs don't work therefore there was absolutely no way he could make the trek up the stairs to get his jammies on.  He managed to drag his poor body 1/2 way up the stairs.  Then we got sick of the whining and told him to come here.  He walks down the stairs and I tell him that I am going to take away one of his stuffed animals.  Suddenly, his legs were able to make the trek all the way upstairs.  That, my friends, is how we mend broken legs at our house.