A magic little pair of Shorts

Tuesday, I asked Silas if he wanted to wear his new blue shirt. He said, "yah!" He loves his new colorful shirts. So he put on his shirt and a pair of jeans. Silas had disappeared for a few minutes and when he appeared he was wearing his black sports shorts and Brigham's tater trot shirt. He even put on his shoes and socks. He seemed to be ready for anything. The outfit seemed to give him powers or at least make him feel mighty. We had to go to the store so I tried to convince him to change back into his jeans. Finally I gave up and decided he could wear them. 

Yesterday he fished his shorts out of the hamper and put them on again. He told me, "I wanna esercise with you, mom" well, how can you say no to that?

Today I hurried and grabbed them before Silas could see and threw them in the washer. 

The funny thing about this is that it is a total flashback to two years ago. These shorts used to belong to Brigham. Brigham wanted to wear them every day too and would find them in the hamper and put them on. When Brigham would put on those shorts, he would become a professional athlete. He was ready to take on anything that came in his way. 

I am totally serious that these boys feel special when they wear those shorts. They feel like it's their uniform. It's like putting on a super hero cape. Well, maybe I need to find some more special athletic shorts for these kiddos!