A Tale of Two Leggings
SCENE: This morning at our house
Anyway, they have a lot of rules about what the kids can’t wear — no jeans, no cords, etc. — and the little girls have no problems, because they can wear fancy little leotards or cute leggings.
The boys all wear sweatpants or track pants, but D doesn’t own those (except one pair of too-small sweatpants for sick days). He doesn’t own them because I’m weird and I don’t like any of us to wear sweatpants in public. I KNOW, HE’S A KID, I GET IT. But he’s my kid, and he wears jeans or cords or khakis. End of story.
So after weeks of bringing D to class in a pair of black track-pantish pants that I had bought specifically for the class — like for $5 at Walmart — I wanted something better. On Halloween, the kids had to wear gym-appropriate costumes, and since he couldn’t wear his farmer costume jeans
or button-up, I sent him in last year’s Sir Topham Hatt costume
… with, er, C’s leggings on.
And you know what? They were freaking PERFECT for gymnastics! *evil laugh*
So the other day, when C and I were traipsing through Walmart, I MAY HAVE slipped a pair of 5T black leggings into the cart, paid for them, and brought them home.
That brings us to this morning, when I was getting D ready for gymnastics …
ME: OK, let’s put on your SPECIAL NEW GYMNASTICS PANTS, yayyyy!
D: Yay! My new pants!
DARLING HUSBAND: What’s he wearing?
ME: Gymnastics-y sportsy pants.
DARLING HUSBAND: Did you buy those in the girls’ section?
ME: They’re 5T!
*(Not sure why I felt that was an answer to that question?)*
DARLING HUSBAND: Are they leggings?
ME: They’re SPORTY PANTS for active boys!
DARLING HUSBAND: *sigh*
In the end, of course, they were practical and fantastic. Go, leggings! The pants for ALL!