It's Official...

...I am now a little nervous to take my kids out in public for fear of what they may say out loud. I knew this day would come. I remember my sister, Sarah, telling me stories of the things Ella would say. While the stories are very funny and very innocent they are also very humiliating for a mom. As I have learned, in my very short 5 years of being a mom, you can not prepare yourself for what can come out. We do our best to stay on top of things..such as inappropriate words (hate, stupid, ugly, etc.) cutting people down, speaking kindly to others, being nice...sometimes the inquisitive side comes out. I mean, they are kids and how else do they learn if they don't ask questions, right? However, if only those questions didn't come in public places when they see something that prompts those humiliating moments.

For example, yesterday we were enjoying a beautiful day taking a walk to the little stream that we often frequent. We passed by a house that was getting a delivery from the FedEx woman. She was wearing shorts and had a noticeable tattoo (and by noticeable, I mean, from her knee to her ankle, so it was fairly large). My kids are used to playing with "fake" tattoos and they even have an uncle who has a few decorated shoulders and arms from tattoos. Tucker proceeds to say, "Mommy, why does she have a big tattoo on her leg?" Before I even have a chance to respond, Chaney says, "Ohhh, she probably got that from a party." WHAT?!?! Seriously, where do they get this stuff from. I'm praying that since her truck was still running that the purring sound of her diesel engine was enough to disguise my inquiring kids.

Example #2: A few weeks ago we had a family date night and made a few quick stops to Bed, Bath & Beyond. It was a Friday night so needless to say it was a bit busy. During the visit, we had a sales associate ask us if we were find everything ok. As soon as he asked, Chaney says, "Why does his voice sound like a girl?" Pretty sure that I put my hand across her face, covering her mouth, faster than my face turned red. I wasn't mad, just a little embarrassed. She was just asking a questions. I guess now we just need to work on "the time and place" to ask these questions.

As you all know, its never a dull moment being a parent. Sometimes its just a little bit more embarrassing than others.