There were a lot of windblown giggles when I got home from work, and ruddy cheeks from being outdoors.
Daddy, Rosey told me excitedly, had made them all pants. In fact, he'd made me a pair too.
I narrowed my eyes at B, remembering him waiting impatiently in his boxers as I sewed a button on his pants.
I thought you were cutting wood today?
He grinned. 'I did.'
But then he'd gotten tired of just cutting firewood, and then he........
he made us all pants.