Sunday, March 16, 2008

Vrooooom! Vrooooom!

This afternoon, Min and I took some time to clean out his dresser drawers. It was a spur of the moment decision brought on by the sight of him trying to cram a T-shirt into an overflowing drawer. After we finished the T-shirt drawer, we moved onto the underwear drawer...and this darling little pair of briefs was kicked to the curb. (Put in the "give away" pile - because Min, he believes in charity.)

I was almost overcome with nostalgia because these little undies once belonged to Max. And there is just nothing cuter than little boy briefs! (I know, call me crazy, but it's a thing that happens to you during pregnancy and childbirth...brain cells are lost and all sense of modesty and decorum go out the window.)

This particular pair is dear to my heart because they feature little race cars and a black & white checkered-flag waistband. Whenever I would see those little black and white checks peeking out, I would snap the elastic and say, "Vrroooomm, Vrrooooom!" or "Oh, you've got your Vrrooom, Vrroooms on today." This was always followed by a tickle and giggles, much rolling of the eyes at my mommy weirdness, and an occasional exasperated "Mo-om!"

Another rite of passage...a child outgrowing race car and cartoon character undies. Going onto the sophistication of solid color briefs. Milestones that only a mother notices amidst the daily tasks of laundry and such.

Vrrooomm! Vrroooom! Life zooms past as my boys grow up into men.

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 1 Corinthians 13:11

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