It’s a Christmas miracle in the guise of cotton drawers

“I see London, I see France,” the singing was high pitched and punctuated with giggles.  “I see Daddy’s underpants.”  The Bandit was jumping up and down on the bed while his daddy was changing out of his work clothes.

Daddy was tired and hot and he really wanted to be crabby.  It’s awfully hard when The Bandit is this silly.

“Yeah, well, you’re probably not even wearing underpants,” My Honey replied, yanking up a pair of shorts over his offending underpants.

The jumping ceased and the boy spread his arms out wide, taking the stance of a PT Barnum style showman. 

“Prepare to be amazed!” he shouted.

His wee little tushy was modestly covered by Spiderman jockey shorts.

And we were amazed.  Amen.