We played t-ball, we played in the sandbox, and we played with our arsenal of John Deere toys. They were having a great time and then Connor headed inside, I let him stay in the house for about 15 minutes while Taylor and I were outside. Then I thought, maybe I should go see what he is doing. So Taylor and I went inside.
I found Connor in the bathroom overflowing the bath tub with stuffed animals, the area rugs for the floor and lots and lots of water. Did I mention he is sitting in the tub with all his clothes on? There was water everywhere. So I unplugged the drain, pulled him out and stripped his clothes off since they were soaking wet. I preceded to get towels out and clean up the bathroom. I figured I could dress Connor when I was done. So I got done cleaning up the mess and went downstairs and I can't find Connor anywhere. Taylor and I ran up and down the stairs looking for him.
So then I thought he went outside. My child is outside and he is naked. So I looked in the front of the house, and I looked in the back of the house, and I went up and down the street. My only thought at this point was "The Police are going to bring my child home naked and accuse me of child abuse." Well I followed that same path a few more times and then I thought Katie look in the truck. There he was naked as a jaybird laughing at me in the truck!
THAT LITTLE STINKER!
