We were getting ready to leave the house the other morning and I told Big Red to put on a new pair of underwear before he got dressed. He asked me why and I responded with the motherly standard, "because I told you to." He turned around and went into his room. A few minutes later he emerged fully dressed.
Something didn't look quite right.
I asked what was wrong with his pants and he responded, "Nothing, I put on new underwear like you said." I looked down the back of his pants, and sure enough, he had on new skivvies, OVER THE OLD ONES. I made him strip down, take off both layers and replace them with a fresh pair of clean drawers.