These are Ethan's pants from school last year. He has a favorite soccer move - the slide tackle - that he does whenever he gets the chance. Everyday I'd pick him up from school and he'd have a new pair of pants with big holes ripped in the knees and grass stains all over them along with a guilty face, knowing he was going to have to deal with mom. 2 months into the school year, almost every pair we had bought looked like this. What do you do? He's a boy. That's what boys do, according to his father.
This pair of pants is quite extraordinary. They were a little long on him so I rolled the cuffs up. They were brand spankin' new to replace one of the torn knee pants we had bought a month earlier. The first day...FIRST DAY...the damage had been done. It was rainy and when his cuffs rolled down, he just kept-a-walkin and sheared away an inch of the hem. Do they make disposable khaki pants out there? Ya know, to last a day or so and then throw them away? I'm gonna google it.