It seems sunshine has inherited his mother’s phobia of feeling constricted.*
I tried a pair of orange shorts on Tau this morning that he wore late last summer. A bit short in the body but the waist was loose enough. Tugged them up around his middle.
“Hhn!” mutters he. Look of furrowed-brow consternation. “SSSTU-CK!”
* For years I’ve been trying to find a sleeping bag that doesn’t make me feel like I’m in a straightjacket. Worst thing: Sleeping on a bumpy tent floor in a mummy bag. Ack!