I’m back again.
I know that at least my dad still reads this. He told me last night. So I’m back again. Even though he knows 99% of my stories before I write them.
We had a HOT 4th of July like so many others in the midwest. We started the day by crashing our neighborhood association picnic. It would have been great to hang out there longer if
A) it wasn’t 200 degrees in the shade.
A) it wasn’t 200 degrees in the shade.
B) they had alcoholic beverages.
So given that these two things didn’t work to our advantage, we didn’t stay long. Plus, we never paid our neighborhood association dues. We took off before we were found out. I can hear them whispering right now, “Those Lentz’s…they never paid their $20….Those kids?!? I can hear those two kids screaming down the block….And the parent’s?!? I would hardly call them parents…More like white trash babysitters. Did you see them in their front yard drinking as the kids rode their bikes? And was that music coming out of their garage? I mean, what is this the trailer park? We just don’t get those kinds around here.”
Then we went to the pool where we continued to class it up. On my watch Mr. Kingston kept on running back to our chairs and I caught a glimpse of him holding his wenus (ha, like the term?!?). I thought, oh boy, he is going to want to potty on the GRA (see subsequent post). I asked him if he had to potty and he said yes. After quickly putting on my shoes (I should mention that he didn’t have a diaper on at this point – it had already exploded) I picked him up and we made it about 3 steps before I felt a bit of warmth and then a lot of warmth cascading down the side of me. THE KID PEED ON ME. I washed myself off in the pool - thanks for the chlorine bath Middleton Pool – and we left. We marked our territory, thank you and goodbye.
The next day (it should be illegal to have to work the day after the 4th) I dropped KT off at daycare and the teacher told me, “Oh my goodness, little Mr. Kingston is doing such a good job at pottying in the toilet.”
Thank you and goodbye.
Thank you and goodbye.
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