Pantsed!!!

Yes, that's right....I was pantsed!!! I was standing in line at the Legacy Center when my sweet little innocent 2 yr old Tyce started getting rambunctious and hitting me on the butt. I turned around and scolded him and then realized it was my turn to pay the lady at the desk. Clearly Tyce was not getting the attention that he wanted because the next thing I know, he has grabbed the top of my work-out pants and pulled them down. Hello everyone in line and in the lobby....this is what my butt looks like. To make matters worse, as I screamed out at him and attempted to turn and free his grasp on my pants he held on even tighter, giving everyone on the other side of the lobby a peek as well. Later when I told my husband about it he joked about which underwear I could have been wearing. That might have been a factor had the underwear not come down as well. (Before this incident I was actually excited that my running pants were starting to get loose. Ha!)