Another Milestone

I came to pick Tate and Gracie up from school and noticed he was wearing different pants than what I sent him in. His teacher told me that he had a little incident in the bathroom. I sighed and said ok, then she mumbles under her breath "and he walked into class naked."

Open mouthed shock.

Whaaaaaa? She said she thinks he got confused and just came back to class. "But don't worry, as soon as we saw him we scooped him up and took him to another room!" It doesn't help that his merciless and chatty twin sister saw him as well as 14 other four year olds who giggle and squeal just hearing the word underwear.
Thankfully, he really seemed unaffected. Like I was talking about him leaving his coat on the playground, "oh THAT incident". I got the full-ish story out of him though and it seems he went to the stall and there was no toilet paper, so he thought this meant he would have to hold it. So he went to the sink and grabbed a wad of paper towels and "put them on his privates and then couldn't stop it." So then his pants and everything were all wet and he couldn't go back to class with wet pants. That would be yucky and embarassing. So he stripped fully from the waist down and strolled through the hallway past 3 kindergarten classrooms(!) back to class. He walked in the door and they scopped him up. Unfortunately, we used his emergency clothes last month when he went down a wet slide, so he had to use another boys pants and Gracie's underwear for the rest of the day. You would think he'd have enough sense not to admit that detail to anyone, but alas. Gracie was quite chatty about that too.
Fortunately, we ARE talking about 4 year olds and their memories and short and fleeting. If this happened in 2nd grade, you'd better believe he'd be assigned a painful nickname for the next 5 years. A Pre-k kid can get away with a little streaking at school. But I had to write it down, for my memories and of course, to delight his sister.