Never Gotten This Call Before

Ever been peed on?

Yeah well, me neither. But I ask after receiving an interesting phone call on Saturday. It was my oldest son.

I was leaving Hobby Lobby when he called from home and said, 'Mom, I just got peed on.' Peed ON? The first thought that ran through my head was, 'How does this happen,' followed by 'Who gets a phone call like this?'

My son went on to explain that he was playing at a neighbor's house, sitting on a swing while the other boy, who is four, was up in the treehouse. Griff says the next thing he knew he felt something wet on top of his head, then his hands.

'I thought it was rain,' he told me, 'but it was warm.' I eventually learned that the little boy felt nature calling, so he dropped his pants and took care of business through the slats of his playhouse. Let's hear it for convenience, though shouting 'lookout below' might've come in handy.

This was a first.

I really couldn't do anything from my vehicle, though having my son walk through a Mike's Express carwash was a consideration. This would be one time I wouldn't forget to remove the yellow protector bag on the rear windshield wiper. I tried not to laugh, told him to strip down and shower with a minimum of four bars of soap, then dip himself into a kiddie pool of Purell.

I was joking, sort of. And I certainly didn't see this one coming.

Apparently neither did he.