The Things They Say
During our adventure Monday and Tuesday Evan manged to embarrass me on a whole new level. Kids, they open their mouths and it all comes spilling out without a filter or a pause.
We were walking between two buildings in this commercial real estate area, crossing a little road/path in between. A woman was passing the opposite way and we met in the middle. The woman was about medium build, but had a rather wide behind. We weren’t even a step past her when, as loudly as possible, Evan proclaimed:
“Mom! That woman has a big butt just like you!”
My face instantly went 100 shades of red. Luckily she took it in stride and laughed at his little comment. Not even half an hour later we came across her in passing as she was telling the story to a group of people and giggling. I was still beet red and hoping Evan would forget how to talk for the rest of the day.
OK, don’t make me feel so alone here. What things have your kids said that made you want to crawl under a rock and die? What comments have they made that should have been kept silent. Come relive your humiliation with me.
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March 27th, 2008 at 4:03 pm
Sitting at Chili’s … my then-4-year-old son turns around as an African American family sits in the back half of the booth attached to ours, looks at me as though he just sniffed a dead body and says,
“Mommy, they’re BLACK.”
Me: “Yes, honey. Their skin is a darker color than ours.”
“I don’t like BLACK people.”
Uh-huh. This coming from the boy who was (emphasis on WAS) very excited about bringing home his soon-to-be black baby sister. Think there were any birth order issues emerging there? Of course, this family didn’t know us, didn’t know our story. I’m sure they still talk about that … that racist white family that taught their boy to hate black people.
Lovely.
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My husband and I had just gotten a new bed. Nothing fancy, in fact, it was a hand-me-down. But for some reason, the kids were really excited about it, and noticed how it squeaked and groaned when they jumped on it. The next day at the grocery store, my 5 year old loudly informs the cashier that Mom and Dad have a squeaky bed. Great. You can imagine what was on everybody’s mind. I don’t know who was more red-faced, us or the cashier.
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