(Ah, much better. Super-cute quilt courtesy of super-artistic grandmother.)
...And let's say the little boy's wonderful, responsible, and all-around lovely nanny hypothetically requested that you procure a mesh laundry bag in which to wash said boy's socks. The basis for such request was that the sockthirsty (...what?! Bloodthirsty is a word; this should be, too...) washer/dryers in your building were apparently devouring his teeny tiny socks, and causing situations such as these...
(Think anyone'll notice?)
Anyway, let's continue to hypothetically say that after a search for such a bag, this is what the quest yielded:
(Lindsay, Britney, and Paris, take note: This is a picture of UNDERwear. You wear it OVER your vajayjay. I can make a small diagram if this is too complex.)
...Would you, hypothetically of course, ignore the fact that the bag was festooned with cartoonishly large hot pink bras and underwear, and proceed to use the bag anyway for your male child's tiny baby socks?
Because that, my friends, is totally the (hypothetical) plan.