Full Moon

This afternoon was warm, really warm compared to how it has been. I told the kids to play in the front yard for a bit (they love to throw rocks.) I walked out to check on them and saw my neighbor out and started to talk to him. I went over to the wall separating our houses. At one point I look back to find Asher on the other corner of the house with his pants down to his ankles...mooning anyone passerby on the street. I asked him what he was doing and he said, "I went to the bathroom," with a tone in his voice and look on his face of DUH. I told him to pull up his pants right then. Seriously, was he raised in a barn? I have no clue where he even came up the the idea that it was okay to do that? Thank goodness it was a neighbor that just laughed and did not make me feel embarrassed for the hooligan I am raising! Oh Asher, you keep me on my toes.