Ooops (or, "One of those mistakes that is funny at age 3; not funny at age 16 :-))

Yesterday morning was a bit chaotic. We had slept in a bit later than usual, both Tim and I are coming down with colds, and Bobbin is... well... three and a half. And I had a 9am meeting I couldn't be late for.

So we rushed through breakfast, got dressed, brushed teeth, and ran out the door to school so that I could still make it to work in time for my meeting.

And I did! I did make it. Just in time. And without too much fuss from Bobbin to boot.

So at the end of the day, I picked Bobbin up from school as usual, Tim had dinner pretty much ready, and the three of us sat down to eat. Half way through the meal, Bobbin announced she needed to go potty and jumped down from her chair and ran to the bathroom. All was quiet for about 15 minutes or so. And just when I was starting to wonder if she was doing ok, she came running out into the hallway, skirt and tights around her ankles and this is the conversation that followed:

Bobbin: MOMMY! I CAN'T FIND MY UNDERPANTS! WHERE ARE MY UNDERPANTS! I LOST MY UNDERPANTS! I looked EVERYWHERE! I can't FIND THEM!

That would explain the 15 minutes of silence. She had been looking for her underpants.

Me: (getting up from my chair and peering curiously around the door frame to see what she's talking about) You lost your underpants? How? That can't be. You've still got your tights and skirt on.

Bobbin: I looked EVERYWHERE! Mommy, my underpants are GONE! I NEED MY UNDERPANTS! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY UNDERPANTS?!

Me: (checking the folds of her tights and pants to see if they've somehow got stuck in the wrinkles) Bobbin, You don't have underpants on. What happened to your underpants? Did you take them off? Did you put your tights on all by yourself?! (That would have been a first. Tights are still a bit of a challenge).

Bobbin: (very upset now, on the verge of losing it completely) THAT'S WHAT I'M TELLING YOU! I LOST MY UNDERPANTS IN THE BATHROOM MOMMY! COME FIND MY UNDERPANTS! I! NEED! MY! UNDERPAAAAANTS! (pause for breath. Then more quietly) Mommy, I'm scared. What happened to my underpants? Are they stuck in my b*m?

Me (slowly realizing what has happened): Umm... hmm... sweetie, I don't think you lost your underpants. I think we forgot to put them on you this morning.

I started to laugh. She looked at me bizarrely. "I went to school without my underpants?" she asked, unsure of whether to believe me. "I'm afraid so sweetie. I guess we were in too much of a hurry", I replied. She paused, and then replied "THAT'S why my b*m was hurting". The seams on tights can get a bit irritating, I'm sure, when there's nothing there to, um, protect the area. She seemed visibly relieved that this was what was irritating her and that her original conclusion, that somehow her underpants must have disappeared up into her... body... , was incorrect. "That's so SILLY!" she exclaimed. Then she pulled up her tights and skirt and jumped back into her chair.

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