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This week’s story brought to you from all the way back two summers past. When we had one comment at the time; and since it’s been a crazy week, I hope y’all don’t mind if I bring this one back for another go-round, along with Mr. Daddy’s original response. You can see that two summers have really mellowed him out, eh? (not)
Oh, yes he did.
We finally had one of those "kids say the darndest things" moments...
While visiting a friend this evening, Itty Bit ran through the kitchen then put on the brakes. He walked right up to her and I thought he might be considering a bit of unusual hug generosity.
Turns out he was a bit fascinated (I really searched for the right word here... mesmerized, amazed by… you get the idea) by her, ahem, cleavage.
Don't get me wrong, she has a fantastic figure, and happened to be wearing a shirt that was, well.. rather "enhancing" her assets.
As she bent down for the expected hug, IttyBit just stared incredulously, then finally pronounced loudly, "BOOBIES".
I wanted to melt into the kitchen island I was leaning on.
As if that wasn't bad enough, Mr. Daddy hadn't quite caught it and wanted to know what the laugher was all about. Somehow I managed to stammer "BOOBIES" and thought that was enough for him to catch on.
My sweet friend was very understanding (she has a little guy of her own), but how on earth do you get a 2-year old to understand that we don't talk about those kind of things? Especially when Mr. Daddy high-fives you for it?
Yes, we are talking a major time-out on this one (for Mr. Daddy) :)
aaannnd the thoroughly unrepentant response?
Of charges leveled, I must speak out!!!! (even if it is from time out).
Yes I did ask my precocious little one for a high five. But, you must hear the (Rest of the Story).
As most of you know, Mommy is legally deaf. which means that with the help of a hearing aid she has some hearing in her left ear. She really is an amazing person, with the help of the hearing aid, and an acute ability to read lips, (bad for Mr. Daddy at distances) she functions in the hearing world like a natural.
Now for Mr. Daddy, he has some moderate industrial hearing loss (especially in the right ear). So you can probably guess how we were standing when alleged incident happened! (my bad side was toward the action)....LOL
Soooooo when our friend with the nice view (how do you phrase that without being sent to time out all over again) bent down to give the little monster the infamous hug????) I was in serious conversation with her better half.
He evidently heard what happened cause he started snickering. I turned and saw the look of utter disbelief on Mommy's face..... and naturally asked what had happened????????? I swear before God and all I hold dear, that she said,,,,,,are you ready for this? "Foochies" which is her way of describing when he (lets a stinker).
Now I ask you? (in my defense) what red-blooded american male wouldn't be proud of his little one when he learned to do that when being squeezed????? Come on let's think about this from a guy's perspective here.
So to cover for him, (cause he had really been letting some stinky ones that morning) as he ran around the end of the counter, I yelled "YEAH!!!! Babyyyyyyyyyy, give me five".......
More embarrassed silence!!!!!!!!!!! I'm thinking WHAT! So I try to cover with "yea! he has really been letting some stinky ones this morning????????"
(Looks of ) are you a total moron? Insert here a little nervous laughter, insignificant small talk, and everyone else trying to change the subject.
Flash back to me???? Dazed wonderment, what the heck just happened......O well just go with the flow! The rest of the visit went well?????? ( I think)...
Jump ahead the the ride home...
Mommy: what the heck were you thinking?
Mr. Daddy: WHAT?
Mommy: HIGH FIVES? What on earth were you thinking?
(insert thought) it was just a little "FOOCHIE" it couldn't of stunk that bad! could it?
Mommy: OMG weren't you totally embarrassed?
(another thought) what's the big deal about a "FOOCHIE"
Mommy: You are in soooooooo much trouble!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Finally I can't take it anymore!
Mr. Daddy: It was just a little "FOOCHIE"
Mommy: WHAT????????????? (I must have had my head turned away from her when I made the comment about him letting stinky ones)
HE SAID "BOOBIES!"
Mr. Daddy: been in the dog house since!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(
So… does that remind you of some utterly embarrassing moment courtesy of your family members? Or do you have an awesome and amazing story that is almost unbelievable? Share it – we’ll be glad you did!