I had to take Nathan to the Emergency Room at about 4:30 Monday morning. (He was having stomach pain -x-rays were clear and he's much better now. Apparently it was just an inflammation.)
They gave him an adult sized gown which bothered him greatly because he was not only forced to don the wonderful open back side but the v-neck hung down almost to his naval. He was feeling quite exposed all around. We managed to tie it up as best we could and I assured him that it was what ALL the cool patients were wearing these days.
He looked down at the gown and said, "Mom! There's a pocket!?" It wasn't really a question as much as it was a puzzled statement. I busted out laughing. I don't know how, in all of our trips to the ER/surgery I had missed it. The gown has a pocket. I told him that maybe the pocket was a place to keep your "smokes" while you wait for your test results. He didn't buy it.
In the end, we decided it was some one's idea of making you feel like your wearing a real shirt and not just a square cloth with arm holes. I said, "Nathan, don't you feel better knowing that even though your butt is hanging out the back you have a lovely pocket?" He gave me the one-arched eyebrow look.