Case Closed

Recently, I noticed an anomaly while folding Rascal's laundry. His clean laundry consisted of several pairs of pants, a few pairs of sweat pants, several plain t-shirts, a few regular shirts, a bunch of pajamas, lots and lots of socks, and just one pair of underwear.

"Well, that's odd..." I thought to myself.

I posted something about it on Facebook and many people suggested that he's going commando. I didn't think that was his usual personal style so I made a mental note to follow up on the odd laundry ratio. Then I noticed a large amount of kid underwear in with the whites in my dirty laundry basket so I assumed that Tonester had pulled them out of Rascal's laundry to bleach. Makes perfect sense. Mystery solved, case closed.

A week later, I did another load of Rascal laundry and found just one pair of underwear. Something isn't adding up.

Later that night I cornered him.

"Hey Rascal, are you changing your underwear every day?"
"Mom, my underwear are fine."
"That wasn't my question. And what do you mean that your underwear 'are fine'??"
"Mom, it's like this. It's okay. Honest."
"Wearing dirty underwear is never okay."
"They aren't dirty!"
"It's not okay to wear the same pair of underwear for days and days. That's dirty and gross."
"They are not dirty and gross! I only fart in them!"

Like that clarification helped prove his case...