Knees.
Surely I'm not the only one that can't keep their son's knees enclosed in pants.
Seriously, it seems that he comes home with a new hole in a pair of jeans at least once a week.
Sometimes twice.
Or more.
I've stopped making him change clothes before school when he comes downstairs in a pair with the knees blown out. And I've stopped buying replacements. At least until they are too short. We've gotta have some money left to eat after all.
I mean, I do hold standards for church...there is a pair that hang in his closet that are only ~ and I do mean ONLY ~ to be worn to church.
But I figure social services aren't going to come after me for letting him wear holey jeans to school. There are simply bigger fish to fry around here.
Besides, in a conversation the other day he told me that he didn't mind the draft during cold weather. And when I asked him if he wanted me to take all of the jeans with holes out of his drawer, he smiled, his eyes disappeared, and he said...
..."Better not. I think that I wouldn't have enough jeans left."
Beyond his church jeans, he has one pair with no holes what-so-ever.
I give him a few days.
3 comments:
These days are flying by- such cute little knees too!!!
There are some mighty cute photos of your boy in this world, but I think that one might be the cutest. Love him so much!
Okay, I just read this to Scott and he said, "Tell her he can wear those jeans to church cause they are, after all, holy!!! I know, see what I live with?? 😃
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