The Grand Canyon Sized Hole!

Picture this:

Secret place with ALL the Christmas presents purchased thus far …. Keep that picture in your head!

Saturday Dad took H3 to get pants he has so desperately needed, not only did they find some; they were on SALE, $4 a pair! When they returned I questioned why he didn’t get more because we all know that the size that H3 needs will be gone. I knew the answer to that, but the words escaped my mouth because my brain was once again overloading my mouth. 

There was a catch to wearing them, there always seems to be at our house with NEW clothing. H3 could not wear them until dress rehearsal for the Christmas program that night and he could wear them Sunday night for the program. H3 goes through pants like candy, between growing and just being a rough boy (holes in the legs, knees, pockets) you name  a section of the pant and he has probably put a hole in that particular section. Just rough over all! But very loveable all the same!

So last night husband and I went shopping for household need; we came across jeans on sale and purchased SEVERAL pairs, HELLO Christmas presents for H3!

This morning as I was leaving the poor child had on a pair of jeans on with a HUGE, Grand Canyon sized hole in the jeans. I immediately walked back to the bedroom and with my sad face on asked if we could give the boy one of the new pairs that we purchased last night. 

My husband the tender heart of a man asked, “What happened to the ones I just bought him?”

I laughed, what else could I do?

So I ask H3 what happened to the pants he just got and he said, “I wore them yesterday.”

And you wanna know what was said next? Dear goodness me…..

Husband asked, “are they that dirty you can’t wear them again?”

H3 proceeded to explain, and we stopped him and told him we were joking. Poor child.

The stunned looks were priceless! But it was a joke!

Now remember the picture? 

I winked at husband and he went to the secret place of Christmas presents dug through the ‘stash’ and couldn’t find the correct size. Uggg really? 

That’s because we don’t have just ONE stash ….

Panic went over me as I tried to remember what was where ….

Then he winked at me and pulled out a pair of jeans and walked back and handed H3 a new pair of pants while I went to work!

Now if I could have only taken a picture of that Grand Canyon sized hole in his jeans …..