Boy: Hey mom, wouldn’t this fabric be funny as pants?
Me: What? This fabric?
Boy: I think it might be funny.
Me: What kind of pants? Like pajama pants?
Boy: No, duh! Like pants for school and then everyone can say, “Hey! You have Dim Sum on your butt!” and “Wow, you’re sweet AND sour!” and “We will, we will, wok you!”
Me: Uhhhh . . .
Yelling Boy: Clap, clap, STOMP. Clap, clap, STOMP. We will, we will WOK YOU, WOK YOU!
Me: Pajama pants only and no wearing these to school.
Boy: Gee, mom, you really need to rice to the occasion.
Me: Har, har, har. Did you hear what I said about not wearing these to school?
Boy: Wait, mom, WAIT, this is a good one . . . . Hey, these lights are bright, can we dim them?
Me: Dim sum?
And thus, Jalie 3243 came out of it’s envelope again. My son asks for me to make him so little that when he asks for something, I usually get right on it.
The pockets are a nice touch. They are hard to see here and maybe not quite big enough to be functional. I should make them bigger on my next pair but that’s just inviting him to stick crap in his pockets too.