This morning Sam and I went to Academy to look at t-ball pants for him. It should be cool enough at some point during this next season that he will need pants; and if he needs pants why not cute little t-ball pants. I didn't tell him what we were doing until we got to the store and I asked the salesman where to find the pants.
Sam looked at me and squealed and said "I get t-ball pants??!!!!". I picked out two different size pants and took him to the dressing room to try them on. I told him to take his shoes and shorts off and he said "and my underwear too?". Nope buddy, we leave those on.
I tried the bigger pair on him first and they were a little big on him but not horrible and they had room to grow. The second pair were black and he really like them so we tried them on. He pulled them up, looked at himself in the mirror and said "these fit very nice"; and they did fit him very nicely.
He was so excited. The checker gave him the bag and he gripped it tightly and said "thank you!". He held that bag all the way home and only gave it up because it was time for lunch; and let's be serious, nothing gets between this boy and his food.
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