So.
We're at Wal-mart. On our way past the boys' section, I remember that my boys said they need underwear. Who knew: to be a tightey-whitey wearer in middle school is the utmost in humiliation–and apparently they know these things about one another. And so I send the oldest on a mission: Go pick out some boxers.
I'm contemplating a display of holiday cards when he returns. He looks a little flushed; he is empty handed.
"What?" I say.
"What what?"
"You couldn't find any?"
"No. I mean, yeah. I found some."
"Where are they?"
He pats his abdomen; it crinkles. For the first time I notice the bulge under his shirt.
"Give those to me!" I exclaim. "They're going to think you're a shoplifter!"
But the boy feints left; he won't let me have the underwear until he determines my motives. "Are you going to hide them, or are you going to walk around the store showing my underwear to everyone that walks by?" he asks.
Ah yes. The intensely personal nature of potential underwear; I had forgotten.
November 9th, 2009 at 3:47 pm
HAHAHA!
November 9th, 2009 at 4:36 pm
I remember being the same about bras (and absolutely horrified that I needed to buy sanitary "things').
November 9th, 2009 at 5:05 pm
Ha ha! Boys shopping for underwear with mom– clearly a recipe for humor, or disaster. Whichever
November 9th, 2009 at 10:47 pm
Have you ever noticed what terrible designs they have for male underwear? I mean the fabric designs. Always references to being a naughty boy, or ready for action, or a real stud…I think I would hide them too!
November 10th, 2009 at 6:54 am
Ha! Yes, the only other option is plaid!
November 10th, 2009 at 6:55 am
For me, it was the first time I had to buy anti-antiperspirant–like every other person in the world doesn't buy it, right?
November 10th, 2009 at 6:58 am
Try shopping for feminine products with five boys hanging around the cart–especially really curious boys with piercing voices. That's a recipe for something interesting!
November 10th, 2009 at 5:32 pm
LOL – I used to call them "ladies things" to my 2 boys. They never seemed very interested – though I did once find my eldest had unwrapped a whole packet of tampons and had them decorating the house. 🙂
November 12th, 2009 at 7:24 pm
Pertaining to the feminine products. J says, " That is why there is Mcdonalds in every Walmart!"