Oh - the joy!

You would think by now that I would be used to my childrens' wild ways and wild antics.  

But, I admit....I did not see this one coming. 

Maybe because I only had one child (Austin) with me, 

Maybe my defenses were down.  

Anyway, here's the story:

Austin and I were shopping at a wholesale club.  And I don't know what it is about shopping (anywhere), that seems to generate the need for my children to use the restroom - multiple times!  

But, three pee trips later - the last one being a mad dash AS we were being CHECKED out, we were finally headed to the parking lot.  

Austin - who still doesn't fully p*ll down his p*nts, but only pulls the front down in minimal effort, states that he peed on himself some.  

"That's okay," I said, "We're heading straight home."   

He hopped in the back of the car and I loaded all of the groceries in the trunk.  

We start heading home.  

Austin chatting away - sometimes to me.  Sometimes, just chatting in general.  

This child is especially fond of potty talk.  

So, most of what he says - I ignore.   

The trip home is about 5-6 miles.  

As we pull onto our street, 

Austin says, "Hmm. I wonder why me belly button looks like this?"    

This is where I become curious 

- potty talk I am used to, but exactly what is going on 

that he is looking at or can even see his belly his in car seat.  

So, I turn around....and see

a N*KED BOY in my car!  

Yes, Austin had decided he did NOT want to ride home in wet clothes.  

That he would rather ride home N*KED!

Did I mention we were not in my big ole' van, the one with the tinted windows?  

I was actually driving my mom's Camry - 

you know, a nice little four door without tinted windows 

- that everyone can clearly SEE into!?!  

Lord knows what anyone thought 

at any of the THREE stoplights I hit during our drive.

It's a wonder the police didn't follow us home!!

Do I really need to add:
"Make sure children are wearing ALL of their clothes"
before I drive anywhere!?!

;-)
Oh, The Joy!  The Joy!