I see London, I see France, I spy something in your underpants

Let me set the scene for you. It is Saturday night and we are getting the kiddos ready for bed. Jake’s in the tub, Leah’s in her Dora Dora pajama’s and ready for bed, when Mic comes out of the bathroom complaining that her butt hurts. I am nursing Benjamin so I send her over to dad. Dad takes a peek at her bum, and finds a dolly sock in her butt crack. “What in the world” he exclaims! Looks at me and says, “How do you get dolly socks in your underpants?.”
Now Mic is quite bashful and was already embarrassed that Dad was looking at her butt, and then to have the doll sock discovered was almost devastating for her. Tears were threatening to spill because she was embarrassed. Holding his mirth, Dad upon further investigation, finds that she has a rash on her rear. Now Mic has really dry skin so I told her to go get the lotion out of the bathroom so dad can lotion her bum and get everything feeling better. With lotion in hand she bends over Dad fixes the problem when we notice that her pj’s and underwear are wet. How this happened we do not know but, told her she needed to change into something dry. She pulls off her wet underwear and to our surprise, out falls, 2 doll hairbrushes, 1 doll comb, a book (little one for little dolls) and the doll sock from before! Stunned Ben exclaims “What the Heck!” as everything tumbles to the floor. Oh how we tried to not laugh but to no avail as both Ben and I bust into laughter. I mean whose butt wouldn’t hurt with that in their pants. The bad thing is that Mic is so sensitive that the tears of embarrassment began. Ben and I pulled ourselves together and explained that we were sorry we laughed at her.
After we apologized, dad tucked her into bed. Sitting down beside me on the couch, Ben starts to laugh again and ask what would possess her to do such a thing. I told him I figured she has natural spying instincts and is already working on her smuggling skills!

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