Taller pants

We were leaving a Buccee's after a potty stop, and a man leaning over a counter had about 3" of buttcrack showing. I was looking from one boy to the next chanting in my head "please don't see it please don't see it please don't see it". And just as I was breathing a sigh of relief that none of the boys noticed and we were out free and clear, the second we felt the cool outside air on our face, Dominic, completely serious and maybe a little defeated looking, said under his breath, "I wish he had some taller pants." 😂 I just said, "Me too, baby. Me too." And I felt an enormous sense of pride that he has reached an understanding that you can notice things without speaking of them loudly in the moment. Oh, and this is the same kid who an hour before during a coffee stop for me walked through Starbucks with his button up shirt unbuttoned to his navel and spread open with his hands an a semi insane expression on his face.