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October 24, 2007

Take Off Your Pants

“Hell’s bells!  Those are way too short.  Take them off immediately and put them in Drew’s pile,” I told Porter.  He wiggled out of them and tossed them into the mountain of capri-length pants he’d already tried on.

Later I dismissed him and summoned my mac daddy.   Drew and I went through Porter’s discards and were delighted to score seven pair of wearable pants, plus three pair of jeans from the Finn era, as Porter refuses to wear blue jeans.

The boys went back outside and amused each other by kicking soccer balls at each other on the trampoline, while I stayed inside, patiently crossing the “P’s” out of waistbands and replacing them with “D’s” in black Sharpie.

The boys have grown at breakneck speed.  Wrists and ankles dangle out of shirts and pants, hair and toenails always need trimming.  I look at their faces and see more of the teens they’ll be than the toddlers they were.

The seasonal Sharpie waistband ritual is yet another reminder of how quickly time passes– at times the minutes crawl, but the years are gathering speed.

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Porter in flood pants

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Drew in flood jeans

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10 Responses to “Take Off Your Pants”

  1. Why can’t the days of rolled up jeans as highwaters, with tube socks resurrect itself? Then we’d be spared a season of not buying new jeans.

  2. I can’t keep up with the feet. We outgrow shoes every 2 - 3 months. It drives me crazy to go to the shoe store. It is almost as bad as shopping for a Halloween costume.

  3. “I look at their faces and see more of the teens they’ll be than the toddlers they were.”

    oof. My stomach just squeezed a bit.

  4. I’m impressed. If you took a photo that showed underneath any of the dressers in my house there would be an assortment of miscellaneous junk and cat-sized dust bunnies…i mean dust kitties.

  5. Thing 1 has grown 2 inches since August. Lucky for me I bought his school pants big or my happy butt would be purchasing new school pants. They grow by leaps and bounds as our checkbook depleats by leaps and bounds.

  6. You might could wear those “flood pants” with those shiny silver shoes for Halloween to match the Mac Daddy son. Is Bill going as McHairy or McSmiley or McLovely?

    I was the Statue of Liberty one year and my husband was Uncle Sam. I purchased a scratchy green knit dress from the Alabaster Thrift Store, painted my skin green, sprayed my hair silver and made myself a torch. I later donated all of the stuff, but wish now that I had it. We have a giant festival at our church, then go to a “flat” neighborhood for trick-or-treating, then chili/hot dogs at my friend Debbie’s.

    What do y’all do?

  7. Your sharpie ritual is high-larious. I’m almost right there with you, as each of the trips is wearing a different size, and Tom is already eyeing Jack’s 2T shirts. How traumatizing will it be for Jack to get hand-me-downs from his “little” brother?

  8. We just did this at the start of school. Peyton put on one of kis “keep” shirts yesterday and it was too small. Ugg. I do the same thing with the sharpie but I put dots. 1 dot for Peyton…2 dots for Cade. So when it gets handed down to Cade I just add another dot.

  9. So not what I need today. It is my baby’s 1st birthday, and he is growing too fast, I am fighting tears for days now. My oldest baby is already 18 and enlisted in the Air Force, he’ll leave this coming summer. I can’t imagine my baby not being a baby.

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