Day 25 - What the hell?

That was crazy.

As we were sitting around coloring Owen jumped up and raced off saying he had to pee.

Nothing weird there.

Then, as he's in the bathroom, I hear him start screaming at the top of his lungs:

"Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhh. I'm peeing!!!! AHHHH I'M PEEEEEEING!!!!"

By the time I open the bathroom door the floor is soaked and Owen is still pissing all over the place.

He's literally just going side to side like a sprinkler or fire hose, spraying down every corner of the bathroom, still screaming (only he added crying to the mix)...

Naturally, my initial reaction is surprise + confusion as I say:

"Owen! What are you doing?!?"

I push him towards the toilet where the final few drops safely land...leaving only 95% of his bladders most recent contents on almost every surface of the bathroom minus the sink and mirror...

I half expected him to raise his arms triumphantly, laugh at me, and scream "TAAADDDAAA!"

But he didn't because this episode apparently freaked him out.

Turns out, he was in the process of trying to get his pants off before his briefs got tangled up with his jeans, essentially handcuffing his thighs together and blocking his geronimo from a clear shot.

The surge of urine and the knowledge that he was peeing all over himself probably contributed to the screaming...

I'm not sure why he cried...Unless he thought I was about to beat him for that...but what guy hasn't accidentally peed on himself?

Granted, most of us were drunk but still...I'd rather pee on myself than the other alternatives...