Poopy Pants
On the way to church, my son, N, and I were engaged in a conversation on the literary merits of "Captain Underpants."
"Why does Captain Underpants only wear underwear and a cape?" asked N.
"Because that's his costume," I said. "That's why he's called Captain Underpants."
"I think he should wear pants and shirt," N said. "Even Superman wears a pants and shirt."
"If he did that," I said. "He would be called Captain Pants and Shirt and that would be no fun?" He thought about it for a minute and realized that I had a point.
"Hey, Daddy," he continued. "Guess what?"
"What?" I said.
"Captain Underpants put all of the people in his underwear and then shot them out like a slingshot," N said. I pictured this scene in my head and started laughing uncontrollably.
My wife, KayEm, just shook her head and said. "This series obviously appeals to the Y chromosome." By this time, N and I were both cracking up.
"Some of the people were sticking their heads out of the underwear because it was so stinky," N said.
"I would imagine so," I said. "I don't think I'd like to be stuck inside someone else's underwear."
"Daddy," said N. "Do you know who Captain Underpant's nemesis is?"
"Is it Mr. Poopy Pants?"
"No," N said. "It's PROFESSOR Poopypants."
"Poopy pants," chimed in my 2-year-old son, X.
"Thanks a lot guys," said KayEm."Poopy, pants. Poopy Pants," said X.
I guess it is a Y chromosome thing.
