I think I could wrestle the children into them.... no problem.
I'd tell them some story about how they're designed for future astronauts.....
::nodding::
My oldest would buy it for sure.
But Hubby..... he's just so tickled with himself.....
having sooooo much fun with tummy troubles....
I can't telllllll you: /
If I have to hear my youngest say.... "daddy, did you poop your pants again?" I don't know what I'll do.
Probably NOT laugh this time......
the first few times she said it, it was so funny bc she had all the disgust and distaste a 5yo child, who is NOT suffering the same tummy distress. Neither was mommy.... upper GI troubles seem to catch me out.
Her sister, however, suffering every bit of distress that daddy was.... giggled in peals and answered him back with her own, beg'in for airtight charcoal pants wonder matched only by the whoopie cushion they purchased at the arcade the day after we arrived: /
E gads.
