public urination

so we're in hilton head. we got down here about 3:30pm today and we checked into the hotel. jeff and i immediately hit the bar outside by the pool and we noticed that they pour them strong in south carolina.

we took the kids to dinner at the inside bar/lounge and then to the inside pool since it started raining (there's a point to this, i promise).

we didn't have any swim diapers on us so we just stuck jack in a pull-up and figured we were good to go. we played in the (heated) pool for a while and then went upstairs to get some dessert to bring back to the room.

and that's when it happened. through my vodka tonic/pina coloda haze, i felt jeff nudging me saying, 'oh my god, oh my god.'

i looked at him and he pointed at jack.

who was standing in a puddle of pee.

in the middle of the gift shop.

jeff said (loudly), "he's just dripping from the pool, right?'. he said it in a voice that i knew meant he knew EXACTY what jack was doing but was trying to pretend otherwise. i grabbed some napkins from the coffee bar and wiped up the puddle saying (in a voice loud enough for everyone in the gift shop to hear), "wow! daddy forgot to towel you off! you sure are dripping from being in the pool! ha ha ha!'

i don't think we fooled anyone.

jack is going to kill jeff and i both.

seriously.