Go Diego Go underwear

I picked up a package of Go Diego Go underwear for CJ. He’s been doing pretty well with the potty and thought he might like some big boy underwear with a character he’s familiar with. Until now he’s been in plain solid colors. Now CJ can say Go, and he can sort of say Diego. Hubby pointed out to me the irony of these underwear. He thought they should’ve been called just Diego underwear, because the last thing we parents want our children to do in the underwear is go. He’s got a point. It is a bit ironic, don’t you think?

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