Oh for Goodness Sake PUT A SHIRT ON!

This summer has been really hot. I get it. Hotter for longer than normal. I have the electric bill to prove it. But really folks, if I have to see one more shirtless man at Walmart I just may stab myself in the eye. If they all looked like David here I would not be so upset. He makes me want to hop in the bath with him. SHHH don't tell Agent Daddy.

Mostly I see my manboys running around without shirts telling me they are hot. I am not sure when being hot became a reason for going naked, but I keep reminding them "No shirt No service." Am I dating my self to say that I remember when showing your underwear was NOT considered a fashion statement?

 Much less going shirtless all the time? And I would probably not be complaining about the manboys going shirtless if it meant less laundry. But somehow not wearing a shirt has caused me to have more laundry than normal. How can this be? Well they come to the table for breakfast shirtless. I tell them "Go put on a shirt if you want to sit at my table." So they do. Then comes lunch. Again they are shirtless and again I tell them " GO put on a shirt." So they go get ANOTHER clean shirt. Not the one they wore for 15 minutes at breakfast while they ate like ravenous wolves. No. This will be a NEW CLEAN shirt. Next comes dinner. Again no shirt.

This time however, if I tell them we are going out to eat they will go find the dirtiest shirt they can find. I think there is a hole in the back yard where they bury shirts. These shirts are only to be dug up in case of eating out or going to church. If we are eating at home they will go find their third clean shirt of the day. It boggles the mind. Then after their nightly showers they put on a shirt which somehow disappears while they sleep so that when they wake up they are AGAIN shirtless and coming to the breakfast table. I asked them If I could start going shirtless, because after all I am hot too, they very patiently explained to me that I could not because I was a girl and girls HAD to wear shirts. I was going to explain that because of my hot flashes I am hotter than they are and should get a special pass but Agent Daddy says that we should really save that little gem for later.

I have been looking into body paint for the manboys. I thought this would be a good way to keep them covered and save on laundry. Whoever came up with body paint decided it should wash off. Clearly not someone with manboys. I mean the second that they get food on their " shirts" the food and the shirt would be washed off. And where would that leave me? I am going to develop a semi permanent body paint. It should  non toxic so that we don't actually kill the kids, but should stay on through several washings like the temporary tattoo that Airborne put on his forehead last year. If it came in a spray can then I could use it on the masterpieces I see at walmart.  Cause you just can't leave that kind of beauty uncovered. So as summer draws to a close I am thankful that soon men and manboys will be putting on their shirts, and my laundry will get smaller.