Our infant son likes panties. A lot.
He revels in pulling mine or his sister’s from the clean laundry and wiping the floor, the furniture, and, yes, sometimes his belly with them.
He puts them on his head.
He even tries to put them on.
We thought at first that we could substitute similarly sized items to help wean him of his fixation.
So we gave him socks.
Panties. That’s what the baby likes. That’s what the baby wants.
It’s probably because undies are stretchy. Still, we’re on the hunt for an acceptable substitution.
‘Cause, it’s cute now, but it would be damned weird in a couple of years.