ok, so saturday night we had a bit of a blowout: 6 kids under the age of 5 got hopped on hot dogs and sweet potato fries, while the grown ups enjoyed a few cold ones. before the grown ups ate, we put then all in front of the tube to watch a little dora (yeah we’re bad parents, we know!) to ensure peace and quiet while we enjoyed our dinner. jump cut tot he next morning and our boy can’t find all of his “cars” characters….Lightning McQueen himself was missing after the tiny terrors tore our house apart. and that’s how i found myself at walmart. picked up what i have claimed to be “The last Lightening McQueen in The Universe” so that my son will actually keep track of it. but as i was headed to checkout: i spotted them …UNDEROOS! instantly i was reeled back in time….the year 1976, when i recall some of my best childhood memories: sporting my wonder woman underoos. THEY WERE THE FREAKING BOMB and SO WAS I! i felt the need to pass the baton, and bought, yes Lightening McQueen Underoos in a size 4.
so last night the little man and i headed back to his room and i broke ‘em. the look on his face filled with as much anticipation, excitement and glee as i remember my own to be when presented my mine. we put them on, and he immediately insisted upon checking his bad self out in the mirror in daddy’s closet. the hubs obliged. and then our boy, after getting one glimpse of himself, put his hands on his hips and went “KA-CHOW” and thrust his hips to the left, elvis style. then “KA-CHOW” and the right. and took one more moment to take in the vision in front of him. pleased with himself, he trotted back into his bedroom and requested The Little Engine That Could after, that is, a hug and a kiss.
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