Affirmation Undies
Talk about keeping your affirmations close to you
I’ve got a story that involves report cards, morning hugs, and a surprising twist — Affirmation Undies.
Yep, you read that right.
My son (12), who seems to have inherited my not-so-scholastic brain, brings home these average report cards each semester.
Now, instead of going all drill sergeant on him, I opt for hugs and ask how he feels.
He usually shrugs and says, “Okay.”
That’s when I throw in a casual “You can do better if you want to,” but the key is, I never make him feel bad.
Am I a bad dad? Nah, doesn’t feel like it, and I sure hope not.
Fast forward to this morning — the usual routine of hugs and love.
Unfortunately for him, I’m still only rocking my socks and undies! Poor guy, right?
But hey, that’s where the title to this comes in.
A coworker of mine, who’s got this cool side hustle, introduced me to her company asked if I’d like to buy some.
More out of wanting to help a colleague than actually needing what she was selling I said yes.
She sells underwear with affirmations on them. She makes/sews them herself as any…
