Blah, blah, so women are supposed to be so mystifying. Sure, whatever.
But at least their clothes make sense. (To me.)
Men? Not as much.
Take, say, men’s underwear. (Wow, am I looking forward to the spam on this!)
AM’s been switching off between diapers and pull ups and underpants for a few days. He’s not really into the undies yet, but we’ll get him. To be honest, if he’s going to wear something absorbent and still tell me he has to go? Why not. We still have in the closet, and we can all be more lazy relaxed.
So, anyway, the other day I put him in this adorable pair of Hanes boxer briefs and my lovely husband (who will kill me the second he reads this post) and I had the following conversation:
Him: “Do those have a hole in them?”
Me: “You mean the little flap? Yeah. These are just mini versions of actual Hanes boxer briefs. You’re going to have to teach him how to use it. I don’t know from all the technicalities of men’s underwear.”
Him: “You don’t. You pull down your underwear.”
Me: “?!?! So what is that flap doing there?”
Him: “I don’t know. But you pull down your underpants to pee.”
Me: “So you don’t pee on yourself?”
Really, in our tenth year of marriage I am still discovering things. Imagine if we hadn’t had a boy! I’d still be in the dark. No fooling.