You turn around to find your girls pulling the pants off the mannequins to find out if they are anatomically correct.
Just in case you're wondering, the mannequins at Old Navy are in fact, anatomically correct. (All the people doing their shopping got the pleasure of hearing "Abby, I can see his weiner!" being yelled at full volume across Old Navy. Yeah, we're done. Anything that isn't done is done now.)
Is it wrong that I couldn't stop laughing?