Wednesday, June 29

This lady posted an absolutely hysterical post about, well, um, just go read this post. You'll see.

Note to Key: Smiley faced underwear?

When I was about 7 months pregnant with Meelie No, and Chickie was 3, we took a trip to the grocery store. After I put her in the front of the shopping cart (and let me tell you, when you are a beached whale, that is no easy feat), she patted me on the chest with both hands. I don't know about you gals, but I was rather tender in the boob area for both pregnancies. I gently stopped her and said "be careful sweetie, Mommy's boobs are sore."

We headed over to the produce section to pick up some stuff for a salad. There was a drop-dead-OMG-hunk-of-a-man picking through the selection. He had to be in his early to mid-thirties.

Let me preface all of this by saying Chickie was seriously friendly. Never met a stranger she didn't like. Can you see where this is going? Nuff said.

We walked over to the lettuce and the conversation went something like this:

Chickie: Hi, how you doing?

Hunk: I'm doing great! How about you?

Chickie: Guess what?

Hunk: What?

Mom's mind: Heh...that's so cute. She is so friendly.

Chickie: My mom's boobs are sore.

I don't remember much of the conversation after that. I do remember we didn't have salad that night.

Now I'm passing the baton over to you. Can you think of a seriously embarassing moment in your life? Share it with us, either in the comments section, or on your own blog (be sure to send me a link if you do).

Posted by Moogie at June 29, 2005 06:39 PM

Comments

Um, I'm detecting a preoccupation with undergarments on this site.

Let it go...

Be one with the trousers and blouses.

Posted by: Muzik at June 29, 2005 07:56 PM

Thank you Moogie...

I hated that I had it all - ahem - hangin' out alone! ;)

Posted by: Key at June 29, 2005 09:09 PM

Oh, there are too many to remember... and it's late. But thanks for the laugh. I'll try to think of one and post in the next couple days.

Posted by: MoMMY at June 30, 2005 02:06 AM

ROFL I am so glad I found this site!!!

Ok, Benjamin is four. So the two most recent occassions went like this:
Alicia: I have a little sister that would just love you!
Ben: Is she fat like you?

And number 2:
Ben at a birthday party that had adults too: What's your name?
African American man: Kevin, what's YOUR name?
Ben: Ben
AAM: Hi Ben nice to meet you
Ben, turning to me: That guy looks like "chalkwut" (chocolate)

Ok, we're leaving now. No I don't take him ANYWHERE anymore! rofl

Posted by: Lori at June 30, 2005 10:46 AM

Well, a few days after I had my son, my two-year-old daughter was telling total strangers in public places that they couldn't jump on top of Mommy for a while.

Is that the kind of story you're lookin' for? tee hee.

Posted by: Mamacita at June 30, 2005 01:37 PM

The little tot I nanny-ed for in NY was mid-toilet training when his baby sister was born. Dad, grandparents, aunt, Alex and I went to brunch to celebrate the new arrival (we'd been up all night waiting for news). Alex had quickly learned that uttering the magic words "I need to go potty... NOW!" were akin to magic, and had started using it to get out of boring situations (i.e. sitting in a dinner waiting for 5 brain-dead adults to order food) whenever possible, and that morning was no exception. After 2 false alarm calls where his dad had taken him to the loo (with no result), we settled into ordering mode. Eventually Alex gave the tactic one more stab and blurted something to his grandpa (Poppa Skippy, sitting across the table). I only half heard him, but when I saw grandma rear back with a scarlet face, I made the mistake of asking him: "Alex honey... what did you say?"

At which point her blurted, full volume,

"POPPA SKIPPY... SHOW ME YOUR BIG PENIS!!!"

Three adjacent tables of diners heard and burst out laughing, the poor waitress, mid-order taking, flushed purple and turned heel for the kitchen... and I learned not to ask an almost 3-year-old to repeat himself OUT LOUD in public.

Posted by: Wahwer at June 30, 2005 03:07 PM

I'm sorry but I can't repeat any of them in public. I'd have to kill you right after it. No honestly I can't remember any "bright red" moments...

Posted by: Gopher at June 30, 2005 03:10 PM

Oh my gosh! That is so funny, especially since I work in a grocery store and I can see it all unraveling infront of me! Haha! I wish I had a story to tell but it's too late at night to think of one...give me awhile and I may post about it! Have a good one!

Posted by: Lindsay K. at July 2, 2005 11:40 PM