The bad luck panties

I’m not a superstitious person. Not at all.

But this little pair of underwear (why on earth do we call them pairs??) is starting to make me wonder. This tiny little article of clothing almost convinces me to believe in hocus pocus.

Every single time one of my girls wears these, they have an accident. They are super stretchy, so every girl can wear them, from the 2-year-old to the 5-year-old. It doesn’t matter who it is. There is ALWAYS an accident when this little pair of underwear is worn.

At times, in desperation, I have almost thrown them out. But for some reason, I have some sort of glitch in my brain that won’t let me throw something out when it’s dirty. It has to be washed first. (Yes, I know it’s crazy.)

So then they are washed and fresh and clean, and they look harmless enough. I decide to give them another try. I fold them and put them on the veeeery bottom of the underwear pile. “We’ll only use them if we absolutely need a pair of panties,” I tell myself.

If we absolutely need a pair of panties. Who am I kidding? I have three little girls who need panties!

But without fail, no matter who wears them, we have an accident happen. Now I know that accidents happen, but I have never seen anything quite like this before.

Tonight I washed them again. Update later on whether or not I was strong enough to throw away the bad luck panties.


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