My son has a book about a silly turkey who doesn't know how to get dressed and puts clothing items on the wrong parts of his body.
I've read this book too many times because when I was getting ready for bed last night I put my pajama shorts over my head.
"Wow, I must be getting bigger," I thought, as I struggled to put it on. "Whatever, it's fine," I said.
Then I tried to pull my shirt on over my legs. I tripped and fell over but I landed in a pile of clothes.
My son found me. "Silly turkey!" he said and laughed at me.