Yesterday, I messed up my shorts good and proper. I washed them in the sink and hung them out on the deck to dry overnight. Thanks to the humidity, however, they were still sopping wet in the morning. I went back to my bag for a different pair, and was greeted rudely by the bottom of my bag. My shortsless bag.
So my options were to either wear black leggings on a day with a heat warning, or…
I could wear Dekkers.
This was a first. What I can tell you is that youth boys shorts were not made for a woman’s body. Zero percent. They did not accommodate for any hip, and then I had crotch bunch. But, standing, I could pull them off pretty well!
Dekker agreed 😆
He thought it was hilarious. We all did. And those things got me through the morning, as the heat showed up and dried my jean shorts all up.
I’m very grateful for my goofy oldest boy who isn’t embarrassed of me. Yet 😘