Over the years, we've had friends tell us about insanely embarrassing comments that their kids have said to strangers. Perhaps the most mortifying tale came from a friend of a friend. This friend of a friend's child looked at a rather large woman and told her that her butt was on backwards. The woman asked the child what she should do about it and the little boy told her to turn it around. Yup, mortifying.
Well, Trent just embarrassed me and he didn't even mean to.
Just this afternoon, I had the baby in the Bjorn and Trent was in the cart as we walked through the grocery store. As we perused the aisles, Trent would point out various foods to me and scream the names. As I was putting some chicken into a plastic bag, he began to moo very loudly. I laughed but kept on doing what I was doing. Suddenly, Trent began to scream, "Mama, I see cow. I see cow. Moooooooo." He was so excited and pointing so vigorously that I stopped what I was doing to see what all of the fuss was about. I followed the little man's fingers and was horrified to see that he was pointing at a rather robust woman. I wanted to melt into the ground. The woman stared daggers at me and that is putting it mildly. I swatted Trent's hand down so that he would quite pointing as I tried to shush him, all the while silently blaming Mark in my head because I was sure that he was the one who taught Trent something offensive and inappropriate.
To my dismay, Trent kept moo'ing and moo'ing and moo'ing. The woman continued to stare at me like she wanted to kill me but she soon turned her cart and walked the opposite direction. I know my face was on fire and I wanted to disappear. I turned my cart the opposite direction when Trent began to scream "Mama...cow...mooooo. Mama...cow...mooo." He began to point again. I turned around and realized that he was not pointing to the woman at all. There was, in fact, a picture of a cow on one of those cardboard advertisements by the milk section. I didn't see it because the woman was standing in front of the display.
I couldn't help but laugh. I told Trent that he was right, there was a cow and he looked so pleased with himself. Apparently, all he wanted me to do was acknowledge the fact that he correctly named an animal. He began to tell me all about the eggs next as I made my way to the check out stand. I do feel horrible that the woman in the store thought my child was calling her a cow but I couldn't exactly track her down to tell her that my son was not in fact, commenting on her weight.
I can't wait to tell Mark all about our little incident when he gets home from work and I am going to have to apologize to him for silently blaming him. He didn't teach Trent anything inappropriate (at least, not this time) and Trent really did see a cow.
I am sure that there will be a day, in the not so distant future, when Trent will say something that really does embarrass me but today wasn't that day!
Now, I must go because Jagger just peed on me. Apparently, I pulled his diaper to the side as I was holding him with one arm and chicken pecking this post with my other hand because I just felt something warm running down my leg and puddling on the ground. I looked down to see the little man peeing happily while smiling at me. I am off to clean up Jagger, myself and the floor!
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