Who Wears Whose?

You’ve heard the often joked about phrase, “She wears the pants in the family!” And as you look around your family and friends … and especially that chic down the street … the one with the white Lexus SUV … you know exactly the type of family we are talking about.

As a rugged man, I know that “I” wear the pants in my family. That is, the “I” am king … “I” am lion … Hear me roar! … just like all the other rugged men out there. Even Dad wears the pants in his family.

Well, this brings a whole new meaning to the question … Who wears the pants in the family?

Since Dad’s accident, Mom has been on double-duty caring for his needs. Chocolate milk with his meal. Pillow on his chair. Setting out his clothes before therapy.

Last week, in a mad rush to get ready for the day’s happenings, Mom set out a pair of jeans and a sweat shirt for Dad to wear. They got everything together and raced out the door. As Dad was walking down the hallway to an appointment with the social security department, Mom noticed that Dad’s socks were showing … as in, “high-waters” … as in, his pants were too short. Mom was puzzled, but did not say anything.

As the two LoveBirds arrived at the bank for some “banking needs,” the short-legged pants became more apparent. Dad was definitely getting ready for a flood. With a “No…it couldn’t be!” look in her eyes, Mom schooched over to Dad … looked the tag on his jeans … and read the words quietly:

Yep, Dad still wears the pants in the family … only they were Mom’s pants!