Pocketed pants

The Bean refuses to wear pocketless clothing. No shirts, no dresses, unless they have pockets. One is acceptable, two preferred. So this morning, while she bathed, I whipped this teal corduroy pair out. Very quick n dirty. No pattern (or hem, just a serged cuff, as she wanted them right away), but I put a yoked cargo pocket on each leg. She was underwhelmed with the bird print, but thrilled with the pockets, so I guess we both win. Her pockets are full with about 400 pennies; she rattles loudly with each step. Her flower coat has a pocket, too, just one though, so it carries some broken squeeze-rockets.