His mother unbuttoned the shirt before passing it to him. She watched him fiddle with the buttons as they fastened the opposite way to all his other shirts. Once done, she passed him the shorts and said. “You’ll have to get used to the fastening… I’m not going to dress you every morning.”

“Why don’t they fasten at the front like normal shorts?” He asked as he fiddled blindly with the button, before pulling up the zip.

“Because they wouldn’t look as nice with the zip on the front.” She replied as she turned him by the hips to face her. “…plus you can easily see through the leg.” She added, holding the short wide pleated leg out, showing him there was plenty of room.