my new pants

Hayley needed to register for college and asked if I would come with her ... to tour ... to fill out paperwork ...

Of course!

I pick her up.  In my new pants.  My harem pants.  I feel up to date ... stylish.... hip.  Get out of the car feeling all swag about myself.

"MOM ARE YOU KIDDING??  What are you WEARING? ... a diaper?"

Hmm ... bubble just burst.

Well.  I like my pants.  So deal.

We got to the school.  It started to rain.

"no problem mom ... we can use your pants as an umbrella"

Then it got super windy ...

"no problem mom ... open your parachute pants"

I refuse to not like my pants.  After all ... it felt like I was wearing .. nothing.  And what could be a better feeling .. especially when I hate pants.

Besides .. I got hit on by a college kid.  That's right.

I still got it.  In my diaper pants.