Both of them were simultaneously dumbfounded, having never even taken care of their own sons before, how could they deal with this little one's toileting needs?
"The first thing to do is to take off these pants," one said.
"Hey, these pants even have knee pads tied to them."
"Knee pads? That's nothing. Just now when I was washing his hands, I found that he was even wearing hand guards."
When Gem Atkinson tossed little Beas into the cemetery, he did leave a cautionary note, knowing that the little creatures were restless by nature, so he deliberately put knee and hand guards on the little one. Otherwise, with the large cemetery courtyard filled with bluestone and weeds, the little one's knees and hands would surely be scraped raw.
Both Mr. Clarence Atkinson and Mr. Len Atkinson were frantic and, finally, they did manage to take off little Beas's pants, but inside there was still a paper diaper.
