Why Jordan won't wear Brian's old pants

OK, I'm doing everything I can right now to breathe and try to post this without just losing it again!  


Jordan was doing her "normal" by refusing to get ready for school.  She would so prefer to play than to do what needs to be done.  So, I spent an hour following her around and reminding her that there were clean clothes in the laundry hamper.  She found a really cute pair of capris, but I reminded her that there have been Thunderstorms, so I wanted her in long pants.  I pulled out a pair of jeans from the basket and handed them to her.


She takes the jeans between two of her fingers, cocks her head to the side, places her other hand on her hip and says, "Mama, there's NO way that I'm wearing these.  These were Brian's!"


Yes, I told her I knew they were Brian's when he was 5, but they will fit her and be really warm.  Jordan is now wrinkling her nose and still holding the jeans with two fingers as though something could bite her or jump off the clean jeans and give her a toxic, fatal disease.  I looked at her and demanded to know why she was refusing to listen to me and put the jeans on.  


Jordan looked me dead in the face and said, "Mama!  I just canNOT wear these.  Brian had his wiener in them!"


Somehow, I kept a straight face, got her to put the pants on and finish getting ready for school.  As soon as the girls were out the door for the bus, I lost my mind laughing.  Ken is really wishing he could un-hear the story, but it's priceless!