So the other morning when she went to get dressed, Camille could not find any underwear in her drawer. At the time I was folding laundry, so when she came to me with her problem I promptly offered her a stack of her underwear from which to choose. Caleb heard her predicament and offered a solution of his own: "Camille! You can borrow a pair of mine!"
C2: Really Caleb? Thanks! You're the best!
C1: Do you want a pair of tighty-whities?
The next thing I know she comes out sporting a pair of boys' briefs under her frilly flowered dress. The best part, she had them on backwards! Apparently they were comfortable that way since she kept them on all day. At bathtime, though, when she had to take them off she admitted that she did really like her pretty girl underwear better. Phew!