those times when you aren’t supposed to laugh

Jul 29

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, caleb isaiah, cute things kids say, just another day in paradise, memories, parenting

If you are a parent, you know exactly what I’m talking about.  Those moments when you just have to turn away, because you know you shouldn’t be laughing, but you can’t help it.

Today we were exiting K-mart (I know we have an exciting life).  As I put my purse in the front and turned my attention to the back seat to get Caleb buckled in, I saw him out of the corner of my eye.  A guy who was probably in his late 60’s, early 70’s.  One of those guys who has obviously tried to stay fit later in life.  His skin was leathery brown and weathered looking, and he was wearing a pair of shorts and a plaid button up shirt.  Oh yeah, and black socks with tennis shoes.  Anyway, he came out of the store with his shirt already unbuttoned, and as he prepared for the hot walk where ever he was going, he slid his shirt most of the way off.  Caleb looked up as he passed in front of our car and said “Mommy that man has boobs.”  I just stared at the carseat buckle and shook my head, trying not to giggle.  “He does Mommy.  He has big boobs just like you!”  At that point I shut the car door and clapped my hand over my mouth.

We arrived home shortly there after, I mean after all, it couldn’t take more than ten minutes to drive from one city limits sign through town and past the other.  We had picked up a sand toy that was on clearance at Kmart.  Caleb was campaigning to go out on the porch to play in his sandbox.  Every time I said naptime, he said sandbox.  After about two cycles, I nipped it quickly and told him it was naptime, we would play after his nap and no more talking back.

“Ooooooookaaaaaay,” he replied.  Then I heard him mutter, “Can I talk front?”

Comments

3 Responses to “those times when you aren’t supposed to laugh”

    Val
    July 29th, 2008 3:27 pm

    I LOVE when they come up with these things! It amazes me every time.

    Amber
    July 29th, 2008 4:12 pm

    Oh dear! :)

    Jen
    July 30th, 2008 7:30 pm

    I love the “can I talk front”…

    Jack will sometimes ask me to carry him when he’s tired and he is getting so big my back has been killing me. The last couple of times he asked to be carried I told him I couldn’t because my back hurt, both times he said, “you carry me in the front!” Just funny how they interpret it!

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