December 13, 2007
David does. He's managed to create terrific holes in two pairs, now. He's such a show-off!
The first hole was really quite spectacular: he was playing soccer with the kids we were tutoring in Majunga, Madagascar, tried to steal the ball from someone else, fell, and split the left knee of his pants wide open. We mailed them home because we have great hopes of me learning to sew and he really likes the cut of that particular pair of pants, so if the stars all align properly, he may get a new pair. And if not, well, pants don't weigh very much and we had to send a box home, anyway.
The second pair of pants is currently at the tailors. We think. We actually dropped it off at a clothing store we'd stopped in to ask directions to a tailors, but one of the women there seemed to know what she was doing, and after confirming we wouldn't mind if the color of the patch didn't match the color of the pants, a dull gray, she told us to come back in an hour. This tear is across the upper thigh, and David managed it by sitting down. Ha! In fairness, we were both soaking wet after walking around in the monsoon and he was starting to sit down with his pants plastered to his skin when we saw them slowly edge open just above another seam. You'd think they'd make clothes last longer than three years of hard wear, but I guess not. In the meantime, I can't wait to see what color the patch is. I'm hoping for neon fuchsia.
