The Kid's Got a Point.....

This morning as the girls were getting ready to go to the pool with their Dad, Mo came to me, carrying a pair of underpants.

"Mama, I don't want these ones any more. We can get rid of them."

"Really, honey? Why not? Those undies are fine."

"It have Winnie the Pooh on them and I don't like Winnie the Pooh."

I was a bit suprised - this was certainly news to me.

"Really, honey, why not?"

"Wellllll.....him kinda weird."

"Weird?"

"Yeah....him always walking around with a shirt but no pants."


And hey - who am I to argue with THAT, really? If that's not a reason not to feel particularly comfortable around someone, well, I don't know what is.....