Embarrassing:
Catching your child picking his nose.
More embarrassing:
You getting caught picking your nose.
Even more embarrassing:
Your child catching you picking your nose.
Way way more embarrassing:
Your child yelling at you to stop picking your nose..
More embarrassing than many embarrassing things will ever be embarrassing:
Your child yelling at you to stop picking your nose while in a car with the windows down while stopped at a stoplight surrounded by other cars with their windows down.
In my defense, it was The Booger of Defiance — I had tried the previous evening to remove it hygienically with about a half gallon of saline and numerous tissues, but not even near-aneurysm-level blowing did the trick. So after about 12 hours of the thing driving me crazy, I was prepared to use any means necessary. In this case, “by any means” meant “by my index finger.”
I will also say that I intend on avoiding that intersection for about the next month, lest I once again see the several people who laughed at me this morning.
On the bright side, I know where he gets it.
DaddyO, I don’t even have kids and this is one of my fav blogs.
You and The Boy ROCK!
Dude I can so top that one. Try walking around a department store during the busy holiday rush with side splitting gas. Let out a little to relieve some of the pressure over in what you think is a not so crowded section and then have your kids come over and yell, “Dang Mom that fart stunk!” Just watch as the heads whip around in your direction and listen for the slight snickers.
Isn’t parenthood grand??!!
By the way, I found your blog through DadGoneMad. I’ve posted a complete list of everyone who left their blog link on his Big Big Stars post in a post of my own called Blog Rolling With My Homies over on my blog, so if you want to see it come on over and sit a spell. I don’t bite..…that hard anyway!