In the beginning...

Yes, that's right where it starts. As I sat bending my brain on a list of things I needed to pick up I thought, "Oh, I have got to get Mina some panties!" Every time I turn around, she is howling how she has NONE. I have no idea what it is she does with them....but I'm not overly concerned, after all she is only 5. Now, 17, I'd sure be asking.

We have everything else, so it's off the the little girls department. This is no easy task, the picking out of panties for an overly fashion conscious 5 years old. Finally, the selections are made. Very bright, full of design with some little fringey, lovely. Michael chimes in and says, "Underwear, what underwear, these look like scarves!!" I say, "WHAT?" "Yeah, Mommy, look at these colors and the edges, man!" "Ok, whatever you say."

Ahh, no wonder when I send Honey to the store with explicit directions and a detailed description of what I need, he comes home with scarves. So you see, it starts way back, in the beginning.