Some months ago we watched an episode of Zoboomafoo in which the final joke went like this:
Panther no pants, I'm going swimming.
This, as Julie will attest, has now become the family tagline. A guaranteed way to make Opie guffaw is to bring out "panther no pants" and append anything you want on the end:
Panther no pants, I'm going to California.
Panther no pants, I'm going to the grocery store.
Panther no pants, I'm going to the moon.
Panther no pants, I'm going to make the doughnuts. (He doesn't get that one, but I do.)
His favorite version (he was the first one to say this, I have no idea where he got it): Panther no pants, I'm going to college!
I hope so, buddy.
So: Panther no pants, I'm going to have a good weekend and I hope you do too. We are home from the hospital and Jo is slowly getting used to the idea that yes (panther no pants!), she's going to take her medicine. She's scabbed and bruised and a little skinny but she's going to be just fine.