E is attending vacation Bible school at a local Baptist church this week. This may seem odd considering the fact that both K and E are Eastern Orthodox and I'm sans religion, but the preacher's wife is the lady who keeps E for us while we're at work and most of his daycare buddies were going to be there as well, so we accepted the invitation for this week.
Anyway, we dropped him off and then went out to eat. When we went back to the church to pick him up, E was running around the church social hall without any pants on. As far as I know, this wasn't some arcane Baptist ritual. E was the only kid in the church running around in his underwear. At least he still had his sneakers on.
The moral of this story? When you put a Greek Orthodox in a Southern Baptist house of worship, the Orthodox gentleman's pants will disappear. It's magic, but I have no idea what it means.