Posted April 8, 2008 10:02 pm

Bathtime at the O.K. Corral

Last night during our evening rituals, I heard one of the boys yelling about how someone had shot him in the rear. The reality of my life is that despite the loud noises, I figured (correctly) that there was really no need to run into the bathroom for more details, that I actually didn't want more details unless someone was injured or being inappropriate. And that second thought prompted me to go ahead and look into this.

I walked into the bathroom to find a nerf dart suctioned to the outside of the frosted shower door. There, on the inside, was a perfectly positioned bum pressed against the glass.