And they do.
All the time.
Much to my surprise.
We went out to dinner with friends Friday night.
They picked us up in a torrential downpour so we ran out the front door (instead of the side door which we normally use) to get to their car quicker.
When they dropped us off at the end of the evening, the rain had stopped.
As we walked up the driveway to the side door, Monte bent down by his car and said, something like,
"My underwear?!"
He turned around to show me the sopping wet drawers in his hands.
Monte explained he must've dropped them walking into the house after work because he'd spent the afternoon with a friend at a lake.
He didn't bring a cute beach bag to carry his clothes in like I would've.
And we didn't see the dropped underwear when we left for dinner
because we went out the front door.
So there the underwear sat in the driveway in the rainstorm.
Soaking wet in the driveway when McDaniel's friends
came over for pizza and movies.
The wet underwear with no one inside them.
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| From Dr. Seuss' "What Was I So Scared Of?" story. |
Might sound familiar to those who know about Monte's
"pants with no one inside them" incident at the gym.
I walked into the house and asked if any of the girls had noticed the wet underwear in the driveway.
They said yes but didn't know whose they were and went about their night.
Wait.
WHOSE UNDERWEAR WOULD THEY BE?!
We are ALL girls in this house except for Monte and Nigel
and only one of them wear underpants.
Hint: it's Monte.
It makes me wonder what these girls have seen at college…
The next morning Monte went outside to flip over his now known as "driveway drawers" to make sure they would completely dry in the sun.
After breakfast we went for a long walk and ran into some friends.
Of course I told them the "driveway drawers" story and our friend suggested that it probably looked like Monte pulled in from a long day at the office and shed his clothes from the waist down right then and there as a way to usher in the weekend.
Little did we know what that would come to mean…
Later that evening, Monte and I were playing corn hole in the backyard before dinner.
I looked up to see the neighbor boy in our driveway NAKED.
He's 4.
We went into awkward mode and Monte walked him home to "get some clothes on, buddy."
As they walked down the street, our elderly neighbor pulled into her driveway.
She's one of those says-whatever-she's-thinking-no-filter kind of people so Monte knew he did NOT want to be spotted walking a naked little boy down the street.
Monte quickly got him to his house where his parents were unloading things from a day at the pool and didn't even realize their son was streaking over to our house.
They have two boys and a toddler girl
and we love them all so much.
Those boys have been coming over
and making Monte and I want grandsons SO BAD
one day.
Not soon.
But one day.
Monte told the little boy to come over again but he had to have clothes on.
So that was our weekend.
Wet "driveway drawers"
and a naked driveway neighbor boy.
Hope your weekend is just as fun but in much different ways.
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