The night before last, Mr. Ashley and I were "relieving some stress" (wink, wink) and not long after we finished, heard the dreaded, "Dad?"
Mr. Ashley wrapped a towel around himself and ran to the family room where he saw Big Kid.
"I couldn't sleep and I came to ask you for da rice pack, but da door was closed and I heard a lot of wigglin' and fidgetin' and what sounded like hard "O" sounds," Big Kid said with a grin and a question in his voice.
"Oh. We already packed the rice pack. Goodnight."
Way to go, Mr. Ashley. He could have at least said we were exercising or playing Jenga or something.
Thankfully, nothing was said the next morning. Let's just hope Big Kid doesn't mention it in school for some reason.