Paybacks truly are hell!

So I vividly remember being about 3 or 4 and being told to go get in the bathtub and instead running out the front door naked - well I got my payback on that today.

We were out and about and had decided to eat the dreaded McD's yet again when my phone rang and Becky invited us to lunch at Red Robin - much tastier than McDonald's in my opinion and certainly nice to have someone to have lunch with - so we rushed over there to meet her and the kids. We had a relatively uneventful lunch - your usual kids under the table, spilt milk and stuff but somewhat uneventful. One of my bribes to get Carter to eat was that we could go look at the fountain outside when we were done which we did. Shortly after we got out there he decided that he should remove his shoes and run around the fountain - while I resisted at first, I finally decided - who cares it is over 60 and it really isn't going to hurt anyone for him to have cold feet. So he ran, then sort of disappeared and when I caught sight of him standing on the other side of a planter, I knew something wasn't right, just then up he leaps without his jeans on - luckily his frog undies were still on but his jeans were not! I chased him and got the jeans and socks and shoes on and was really thankful that he hadn't taken his underwear off but was rather mortified since we were in the middle of not 1 or 2, but 3 restaurants looking at the fountain. Yes paybacks are hell as I learn each and every day it seems! Mom and dad, I'm sorry about the running out the door streaking thing, now more than ever! I have no pictures of the event to share!