One from the Y chromosome child

(I try to keep the stories balanced, in case anyone's counting.)

I washed their soccer clothes the other day, and then forgot to put them in the dryer. Consequently B was standing in the laundry room waiting for his soccer uniform 2 seconds before he had to leave for the game. At the last possible second, he snatched his uniform and put it on.

"Well" he said "the shirt's a little damp, but these shorts? They're headed to Lava Land!!!!!"