<GASP!>
I was so shocked that something so offensive could affect something so very perfect. But, alas, the stink was to reoccur each and every day from then on out.
Sigh....
What made me think of this is that this morning I went into my little guy's bedroom.
Me: "Oh, my gosh, what's that smell? Something happened in here?"
Little guy: "Huh? What? I don't smell anything." He had just woken up.
Me: "Did a cat maybe pee in here? It's really bad."
Little guy: "Oh, I know what it is. I brought my football practice clothes home to wash."
And now I miss those stinky little toes.
I made these shorts out of one of my kid's old, out-grown t-shirts. They are so incredibly comfortable! I wanted to put a pocket on them, but I just couldn't make one work that I liked. Maybe I'll hide one just big enough for a key on the inside. And now that I think about it, my kid's dirty football practice clothes need to be marked with a skull and crossbones. Danger, danger!
The front...the back is just solid black. |
So comfy!!! |
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