8:30 Wednesday Evening....

The conversation went like this:

DD9: Mom? (this from upstairs)

Me: What sweetie? (from the living room)

DD9: Why do they make fancy underwear if nobody ever sees it? (she's getting ready for her bath, having discivered the new stash of undies in her drawer...about half with flowers/stripes/etc.)

Me: Well, sometimes it's nice to wear pretty undies just for ourselves, isn't it?

DD9: (rather unconvinced) I guess so.....

DD9: (much brighter) But at least they'll look funkier when I wear them on my head!
(spoken as she comes down the stairs with polka-dot bloomers on her head, beret-style!)

DD9: Don't 'cha think?

...yep! much "funkier"

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