Here's the Skinny

This morning, my mom watched Bridgette at our house. Having been given a key, she thoughtfully locked all the doors when she left (Side note, the day before she was "forced" to leave the front door unlocked due to a lack of a key). Unfortunately, the locked doors included the door to the garage, which we never lock.

Thus, zaniness ensued. Tonight, when Kevin got home before me, he found himself with arms full, a screaming baby, and no ability to get into the house. Naturally, he was vexed.

However, being the eternal optimist that he is, he came up with a clever plan to pass the time while he and Bridgette waited for me to arrive. They went skinny-dipping! Either the cool water or the lack of confining clothes improved everyone's mood.

Lesson for all: skinny-dip as often as possible.