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!
