Steve Urkel lives with me!

DS has a pair of pajama/lounge pants that are waaaaay too long, but he loves them.
No. Not just loves them.
Lurves them.
Last night, he came downstairs with them pulled all.the.way.up.to.his.chin.
(Well, not that far, but almost.)
DH and I cracked up at his Steve Urkel imitation. You remember Steve, don't you?


















Well, here's his long-lost cousin!



"Hee heeheeheehee... snort... Did I do that?"