It went something like this:
Oldest: "Why are you only wearing your underwear?"
QM: "I was hot so I took my pants off."
Middle: "Mom, I see your underwear," giggling.
A little while later:
QM: "Do you like my look?"
KD: Snickering, "It's better than the wet look."
My mind began to race, with thoughts such as these, "How could he see, I didn't think it was noticeable, OMG, if he could see then what about the people at the store!"
I looked at KD and said, "You could tell?"
KD: "Tell what?"
QM: "That I wet my pants?"
KD: "Um, no, I was referring to your pants that were wet because of the hose you were spraying while gardening."
QM: "Oh, yeah right. I wet my pants at Old Navy, not full on, so I thought that is what you meant."
KD: "Stop it, you are turning me on."
It happened again. Last night. I was getting the kids their drinks. I couldn't stop it. My pants and underwear are still on the floor in the bathroom to prove it.