T's pants and shorts are invariably too big around the middle. This isn't ideal, because we don't like our children's underwear to be visible (we aren't cool, I guess). We love adjustable waistbands around here. True, my boys have smaller waists than average. I know, because most of the adjustable waistband is hanging out of their pants. Red elastic hanging out at the hips is not the best look.
The boys also love belts; which is obviously a good thing. They get a lot of use here. Only trouble is, T still needs a bit of help getting his belt all the way around and through the back belt loops. And he has a habit of taking off everything when he uses the restroom- meaning we have to redo the belt each time. Sigh.
Once again this morning, T's hand-me-down shorts were too large. I could see his unders. Before he scampered back upstairs to get his belt, I exclaimed, "T, you're just a Skinny-Mini!"
"Yeah!" he retorted exuberantly (as he always is in the morning.) "I'm a skinny-mini with skin all over me!"
I scooped him onto my lap, chuckling and enjoying his three-ness. Then, it got even better. He gave me a big hug and said, "And you have skin all over, so you're a skinny-mini, too, Mom!"
I love being a skinny-mini with my boys.