Has anyone ever heard of this? Me either. Until Elias said it to me one day recently in a dressing room. I put on a pair of capris and he kept saying, "Mommy! Poppy pants!" What? I was confused. Later that day we were home folding laundry, and each time I picked up Chase's boxer shorts he said, "Daddy's poppy pants!"
We've since figured out that he calls all shorts, "poppy pants". No idea why. Yes, he does have a "Poppy" that lives in Texas, but I don't think there's any connection there.
Anyway, I've decided I quite like this new term and I hope he never grows out of it. Because after all, he will always stay my little boy who loves to snuggle in my lap and talk about poppy pants, right? :-)
On another note, next week marks ONE YEAR since our trip to Ethiopia to get Elias. Wow! I plan on reliving each of our days there and blogging about it so that you can re-live it with me. I wrote about our trip after we got back only briefly on our little website that our friend Megan set up for us, but mostly I was too consumed with taking care of Elias and emotionally exhausted to get to do much writing. So I can't wait to finally get it all written out.