The woman getting her feet wet reminded me of this.
Family camp out in a Six-Pak camper at a bluegrass festival in San Diego County. Daughter was 3 and son was 5. Mama and I are sitting in the shade listening to the Osborne Brothers and the kids said they're going for a walk. Not a problem. Just up the hill behind the camper; they can see the camper and we can pretty much see them. "Go ahead, but take care of each other." we say and off they go. Few minutes later they both come back. Daughter's coveralls are soaked at the crotch. Son says, "It's not my fault!" "What happened, Mary?" I ask daughter. "Well", she explains, "Sam had to pee and so did I. He just stood there, unzipped his pants, and peed. I tried doing the same thing and this is what happened! It's his fault!" (sigh)
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