Me: How 'bout some underwear?
She: Mehhh! Who needs 'em.
It reminded me of a time probably about three or four years ago when the kid in question announced from her car seat en route to the birthday party, "I forgots me pantaloons." No problem, I thought. We'll just stop at a Target, Kmart, Kohls, Wal-Mart and pick up a pack. Of course, we miraculously seemed to be in the only ten mile square, big box store free zone in the world. I even tried a fancy baby boutique, that had a $20 pair of ruffle butt diaper covers that I actually considered forcing my almost 5 year old to squeeze in to. So, if you're reading this Laney's mom, we came to your tea party commando. Sorry.
Back to this morning, I pushed on with the request for undergarments.
Me: C'mon. Go put on your undies. Panties are a girl's best friend.
She: No they're not, mom. A girl's best friend are diamonds!