All in the name of being a responsible parent

I took the kids to the library today. As I rounded up all the items that were due, I simply called over my shoulder to the older kids to get dressed, find their shoes, and get in the car.

Done.

We pulled up to the library and I started to unload the kids.  Jacob hopped over from the back seat and I did a double-take.

What the....

There he sat. Shoes, shirt.... and underwear? No pants.

Seriously!?! Gah! What was I suppose to do now? Savannah and Joseph were already inside the library and I really didn't want to drive all the home!

*think think... think think...*

In that moment, the heavens smiled down upon me... or, perhaps laughed down upon me.

There, on the car floor, sat a pair of shorts from yesterday that Savannah had worn to the splash park.

Well, it's better than nothing!

So I put them on him, and merely shrugged at the fact that they were twice the size of his waist. He did his best to hold them up and on, he really did. But if you looked close enough, you'd see a pretty pink butterfly sitting just below his stripped underwear that poked out from beneath his shirt.

Awesome.

Did I mention he lost hold of them once or twice?

Even more awesome.