The Naked Cowboy

Louis came home from swimming as I was in the garden trying to plant some bulbs someone gave to me about a month ago. As I planted them, I prayed to each one that they would come up. They say that all a garden needs is sun, water and food. Well, my gardens need prayer and lots of it!

He ran into the house, naked, butt hanging out the backside of the towel. I asked Steven where his swimsuit was. Steven said he took it off in the car and said, "Dad, should I run naked into the house?" Now, let me give a little background here - Louis had left his swimsuit on for so long after swimming lessons one day, that he got a rash from the heat and the moisture. I told him that if he didn't take his swimsuit off after swimming, he would get "crotch rot". To him, this meant his penis would fall off! Ever since then, he has been removing his swimsuit promptly.

So, he had his pants and undies off, with just a shirt on prancing around the house. It was time for guitar practice. He decided he didn't need to put pants on. Hey, whatever works!

After watching Louis practice his guitar, watching his guitar stick to his legs, watching him have a fit, watching him hit his guitar, watching (and listening to) him complain, I decided it was time to be done. Done. Done. Done. Once mom has made up her mind about something, there is no turning back. I proceeded to rip the guitar and pick out of his hands and carry him upstairs. Man, he is getting heavy! I took his shirt off, started the bath water and led him to the tub. At which point, he was screaming, "NO, NO, NO!" I was sure CPS would come knocking at the door.

Then he had to poop. At which point he exclaimed, "I am never leaving this spot!" All I could think of was that he would have a "toilet rim" imprint on his butt! I chucked to myself then had to leave the bathroom before I burst out laughing!

Well, he got in the bath, cried, and cried. He said, "All I want is a brownie!" "All I want is a brownie!" (Steven had made brownies earlier in the day). I was downstairs, heard some yelling from Louis and Steven, heard the tub empty, heard pitter-patter of feet to Louis' bedroom - wait, wait, wait...Louis' bedroom door slam and Steven came back downstairs. A few minutes later, I heard Louis (obviously holding Buster), "Oh Buster, OH BUSTER!" Oh dear!

I eventually made it back up to his room, we talked, we apologized, Steven went up and apologized and Louis fell sound asleep.

I just need to know if the mother of the "Naked Cowboy" - http://nakedcowboy.com - in New York City went though all this before her boy became a "star"?