Going Commando!

Well, luckily Connor does not read this blog so I can tell you the funniest story of what happened last night at his baseball game. When we were walking up to the field upon arriving I noticed that through Connor's white baseball pants (which are a bit thin) I could detect the slightest bit of cheeks under the fabric. I quickly turned to Juan and said Oh my gosh he is going Commando! For those of us who live in our home we are ALL aware that Connor hates socks and underwear and loves that free feeling of going commando so we for years forced him to wear both but as of late we have just let it fly (literally;) Well, we gave him a once over check to see if you could see "anything" in the front and he passed the obscene test so we continued toward the game as there was no time to run home for a fresh set of whitie tidies. So Connor was Nudie Bootie for his game. No problem. UNTIL the coach asked him to be catcher and gave him a cup to wear. I guess Connor slided the cup in the right area but of course there was nothing to hold it there so as he walked toward the batting area all suited up for catching I overheard the coach say "did your cup fall down your pant leg?" Connor proceeded to catch while ever other few seconds grabbing the cup out of his leg or bottom and moving it back in place! When he was finished catching he reached in his pants and threw the cup in the dirt and walked away! I have not laughed so hard in a long time!