There is no camp or preschool or daycare this week. So I took the week off from work to hang out with the kids.
After spending some time at the gym, we headed over to Desert Ridge to have lunch and play in the splash pad with friends. Between the two adults we had two 4 1/2 year old boys (Josh and Noah), twins that are *almost* one (Hannah and Abbie), and another baby girl who is about 7 months (Becca).
You could say we had our hands full. And it was hot and humid. Well, Arizona humid.
After lunch my friend took the boys to the bathroom at Paradise Bakery to put on their swimsuits. After they were done playing she offered to take them back to the bathroom to get dressed.
Which is when I realized that somewhere between the bathroom and splash pad I had lost Noah's underwear. So he went home commando. Like I was buying him a new pair for the car ride home.
Except by the time we got home I forgot that Noah wasn't wearing underwear. In fact, I didn't realize it until four hours later when we were at the mall and I looked down and saw Noah's tush hanging out.
I can only imagine the calamity that ensued when some nice couple sat down at down at Paradise Bakery to enjoy a their Turkey Cranberry sandwiches and saw Noah's tighty-whitey's at their table.
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