the Rats! Pants

I have a sweet sweet little cousin.

He is handsome, and amiable and (did I mention?) sweet natured

therefore...

I am going to punish him with his Xmas gift.

(I'm deeply twisted that way.
Oh, OK,
it wasn't on purpose!)

His fine mama liked some pants I made for Pu & Nu this summer

and foolishly said she wanted some for her cutie

BWAHAHAHAH!

(tremendously evil cackle)

Not only is this gentle soul not getting Lego or something cool,

but I suspect he's getting torture pants.

See, I used a home made pattern that worked perfectly for Nu's giant cloth diapered keister.

I also used light flowy material for summer.

Really, it worked.

But for little M I used cord.

And he's a string bean, and he's far away so I can't try them on.

Well I tried them on Pu (though she's 2 years older)

but um...well how to say this discretely...

  It looked liked she had giant junk!

(and not in the trunk)

Droopy draws are one thing

 but these pants

threaten to sabotage his ability to truck.

What a naughty aunty I am!

 Pants to hold him back & besmirch his infallible reputation.

Pants that make him fall down a lot

and create a flurry of uncomfortable tension

as grown ups at the play gym

question his low slung nether-regions.

Sorry little dude.
I'll probably be the one to mistakenly drop the F-bomb in front of you too.

You've been warned.