"Why aren't you wearing any underwear?"

You know, that question doesn't even sound so weird to me anymore. Seriously, if I heard another parent say that today at the supermarket or something I wouldn't even bat an eye. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or just sad, it just is. But then my dear brother pops into my head and reminds me that no, it's not common to speak the way I do and that yes, it is bizarre to have to ask someone why they're not wearing underwear. Which reminds me of a recent conversation I had with him the other day about Ranch dressing, but that's for another day. So...back to my 3 year old: I'm helping him change the other morning and he takes off his pj pants and has no undies. I pause for a second, trying to figure out what could have happened during the night to cause this curious omission but come up empty. So I ask what I asked. He, very enthusiastically, declares, "I don't have any!" Well, yes I see that sweetie, I'm just wondering how that could have happened. I quickly see that this interrogation is going nowhere so I drop it. For some reason it haunts me throughout the day, so I ask my husband when he gets home. His reply is the same as my son's, "I don't know." Another unsolved mystery. Perhaps I should keep track of those as well...