From MoreThanEnoughTruth — “Daddy”
Any task that Daddy despised, he redefined. He turned boring into fun. Perhaps most memorable and long reaching was putting on his pants. I would have learned the best way to put legs into trousers long before I was fifteen had I not been living with my aunt and uncle in Texas. Soon after arriving at my new Long Island home, Daddy enlightened me with respect to the art of putting on pants both legs at once. “It’s an improved method,” he explained, “More efficient, easier on the low back, and fun to boot.” He demonstrated: Sitting on the edge of the bed, positioning trousers waist agape, he folded knees to chest and leaned far, far back, thrusting both feet into their proper pant legs as trousers sailed aloft. When he rolled forward into starting position, his pants were as good as on. All that was needed was to stand, draw up, button, zip, and buckle. “There,” he exclaimed. “That’s how it’s done. It works the same for under drawers or panties. Leaning forward while you’re lifting legs one at a time, can strain your back. Not good!”
OK. I got the picture. During the ensuing sixty-six years, I have, every morning, put on my panties, bloomers, leggings, jeans, shorts, or slacks two legs at a time. It’s impossible to daily reenact this bit of whimsy without a smile, as I remember my dad earnestly explaining to a wide-eyed adolescent, how taking a mindful approach to life and living can be the birthright of even a lost-and-found daughter.