Today was "red day" at school, so we sent Joshua packing in his red polo this morning. When I went to pick him up I was surprised to see him in his green shirt that we had sent along on the first day in his "change of clothes" bag. Miss Libby stuck her head in the car to tell me that he had gotten "a little wet" but that everything was fine.
After we pulled out of the parking lot I noticed that he was wearing the same shorts that I had sent him in, so I asked him if he had an accident in his pants. "No."
"How did your shirt get wet?" I asked, thinking that maybe he had actually spilled something on it.
"Well," he said, "my penis was on the wrong way."
I hate it when that happens.