Not at all concerned…

…By the fact that the mask he created has a component awfully close to his mouth and nose that was just sitting atop of his sweaty package.  He’s a creative kid. He likes to dress up. He will do whatever it takes to look “cool.” Or strange in this case. He has a navy blue blazer he’s worn since he was 4. He likes to wear it when he dresses up as a CIA agent. He’s 8. It doesn’t fit. He somehow managed to contort his shoulders a few weeks ago to get it over his sweaty little body. With no shirt underneath. He wore it for an hour or so, trying out the look with various nerf guns and face masks. He then started to complain that his armpits were itchy, his neck was stinging. I suggested he take off the jacket, but it was stuck. I suggested he cool down a bit so I could peel it off easier. But now he was panicking. Beads of sweat were pouring down his forehead and chest. We stripped him of the nerf gun holsters. I took him outside on the deck for some cool air. We worked one shoulder at a time to peel him out of the blazer. He’s a flexible kid, we removed it without tears. He had rugburn on his neck and a rash under his pits. I folded up the blazer and put it in a bag for my 4 year old nephew. I made it clear to my brother that it needed to be cleaned.

He misses the blazer. I will have to get him a new one. Thank goodness for sweaty  sports cups.