We were outside one time, playing imaginary games and we both had to go to the bathroom and he said to me, he was like: “You know, it’s… We don’t wanna go inside, obviously that takes up too much time…” he was like “Why don’t we just… go right now, like in our pants?” And I was like: “What do you mean?” And of course, he could’ve said anything and I’d be like: “That sounds awesome!”. And the second I started to try to like, refuse, he said “I’m going, I’m going right now, are you going?!” I was like: “Oh, oh right, I’m going!”… So I started to go and I’m like halfway though wetting my pants, getting real warm down my legs and he looks at me, and just kinda starts laughing: “I didn’t go!”… Wait! It gets worse! So, at that moment, when I was like: “Wait, you didn’t go?” Like, not even realising how could this happen, our baby sitter pulls into the driveway for the night and he goes running to the car and is like: “Stephanie, Scott just wet his pants!” Which I didn’t!