Cause I Peed On The Grass

This actually happened last week, but it's definitely something that needs to be remembered.

Setting: Home. Khloe is outside playing, I am in the kitchen, which opens to the backyard, cooking. Sliding glass door is opened.

K: Mommy, Mommy!
Me: What honey?
K: Mommy here. (Hands me  her undies).
Me: Um, Khloe... did you take your shorts off outside?
K: Yep.
Me: Okay... Um.. Why??
K: Cause I don't need my undies anymore.
Me: Do you need to come in and go potty?
K: Nope.
Me: Okay. Well, why don't you need your undies?
K: Cause I peed on the grass.
Me: What? Really? No you didn't... Did you really?
K: Yep. (Proceeded to show me where she apparently pulled her shorts and undies off and peed on the grass).
Me: Okay. Well we don't pull our shorts down outside. (Walk away, shaking my head, not knowing how to answer).

Apparently we need some more little girls for Khloe to play tea party and babies with. The boys (and men) whom shall remained unnamed, are to blame for this!