Perhaps I Should Clarify (Because I Just Can't Embarrass My Son Enough)
Yesterday’s post about the Man-Cub’s old underwear prompted several people, including my mother, to comment about how odd it seems for a school to ask for underwear donations. I explained to my mother that the underwear is given to kids who have accidents in school and, while the Cub is nine years old and most kids his age are clearly past the stage of accidentally crapping their pants, the underwear in question was a size 6/8 and I imagine that there are six-year olds who still have accidents (and a few who are large enough to wear a size 8 boxer short).
And yes, I realize that the fact that my nine-year-old son was wearing underwear designed for children ages six to eight probably contributed to the whole wedgie issue. In my defense, my son is a skinny little monster with nonexistent hips and absolutely no butt; larger underwear slipped right off, which could prove far more embarrassing for him than wearing underwear designed for a second grader. You know, should a playground de-pantsing incident ever occur.
I’m just sayin’