Miss O got dressed this morning in a very cute skirt-and-shirt outfit from Old Navy. She looked like a normal 5-year old, until she lifted her skirt and revealed... THE MOTHER OF ALL GRANNY PANTIES.
Dude. I am so not kidding when I say to you that these bad boys came halfway up her chest and halfway down her hips.
Turns out that my mom had sent her a package of size 8 underwear last Christmas (yes, size eight) and it had somehow gotten put into her unnerwear drawer where it sat, ripe for the wearing.
And yes, I actually sent her off to camp wearing the granny panties. I am sure there is a special place reserved for me in Mommy Hell.