Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Totally mortifying Mommy moments
The pool we go to has pretty decent showers, a great thing if you have little kids. Saturdays and Sundays during the summer, we spend the afternoon swimming and splashing and whining about sharing our pool toys (the kids, not me), and then we herd them into the showers, put them into their pj's and they're good for the evening.
Sunday, I was at the pool with the kids by myself, Dave's on a business trip. We're in the locker room, just showered. I'm getting Sabrina dressed; Max has decided to zoom around naked and I'm letting him have his fun. We have the place all to ourselves...or so I thought.
Suddenly, I don't hear him and I'm all, uh-oh.
I look around the lockers. No Max.
I head to the showers. He's there. He giggles and trots away from me and over to one of the stalls.
"Maaa-aaax, come on!" I say, and walk over. Only to turn and find myself facing a completely nude, hefty, glaring woman in her sixties with what can only be described as humongous bosoms.
"Um, sorry!" I stammer, trying very hard not to stare at said bosoms as I scoop up Max and dash away. He starts cracking up.
I have never speed-dressed the kids so fast in my entire life.
OK, I've shared mine, share your recent mortifying Mommy moment! I know you've got one.
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Posted by Ellen at 12:10 AM