I never thought I would have to stoop so low for my Saturday Seven but . . . here it is. Seven pairs of little boy's size 2-4 T underwear. I could never give away men's underwear (that would be gross!) but Youngest Child outgrew these in a wink and I know someone whose boy is toilet training. Here they are - good as new.
I think my husband is just so grateful to have someone to give his tools to that this would be a perfect Father's Day card for him. In celebration of the day, we are cooking out tonight and the Girl Contingent is making cookies for dessert. That and listening to the Backstreet Boys in the kitchen. VERY LOUDLY. They are all goofballs - but they're the fruit of his loins so Husband Dear loves them all madly.
Happy Father's Day, dear! And Happy Father's Day to my own Dad who is on a trip to Scotland and Ireland and who should be on a flight from Edinburgh to Belfast right now. See you soon, Dad! Take lots of pictures!
