Commando

Jack started a new trend in our house out of his dislike of wearing underwear. Now that he insists on "going commando," as he tells anyone who will listen, his big brothers think that sounds pretty good. They're suddenly questioning the need for underwear ever. It's quite the debate in our house and I admit, I can't think of many reasons they need to get one more article of clothing dirty every day. I support this movement from a laundry standpoint!

Except maybe with Mitchell. He has very little bottom to hold his pants up so now, instead of showing his underwear all the time, he's showing crack.

Today his buddy said to him, "Mitchell! Why don't you ever wear underwear?!" Mitchell gave him a super chill look and said, "Dude, I'm going commando. Don't you know? It's so much more comfy!"

His buddy got it. Commando is spreading.

Ice Packs In The Underwear

My boys love ice packs.  You know - those blue, jelly-like ice packs that get all squishy as they thaw?  Mitchell especially will carry one around with him all day, inventing all sorts of things to do with it.  

Well, tonight, he and Ben found a new "use" for it.  I'm not sure if they were hot or if they were sore from all the bike-riding.  My guess is they were just being silly as usual and since anything having to do with underwear or private parts or both is simply hilarious, adding a beloved ice pack to the mix is a recipe for pure enjoyment!  They put their ice packs in their underwear and ran all over the house laughing and making funny noises and well, I'll quit there before I get too graphic with you.  

They went to bed tonight nice and cooled off.  Maybe I should remember the ice pack in the underwear next time the air conditioner breaks...