Since one story of Iowa visiting is not enough, here's another:
Liam loves to hide and then jump out and scare people. He will hide under blankets, pillows, behind doors or behind furniture but we can usually spot him because it's not like he is especially quiet when he is hiding. But he loves to think that he has fooled you and then he will jump out and scream Boo!
Saturday night after dinner we were getting the kids ready for bed and Evan and I were both focused on getting Caroline down because it was quite late. Then this happened,
M: "Where's Liam?"
E: "I don't know."
L: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" from the other room.
Oh no. Because the only other person who was in the house besides my own family was Grandma. My 93 year old grandma. Whom Liam just jumped out from the bathroom door and scared.
Luckily Grandma was a good sport. Luckily we didn't give Grandma a heart attack.
But now Liam knows that he doesn't scare anyone with a walker.
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Wednesday, October 14, 2015
My most embarrassing parenting moment to date
A couple weekends ago we traveled out to see my Grandma in Iowa. Here lies the most embarrassing moment of my parenting career to date.
After lunch on Saturday, Liam and Eli went outside to run around and be loud without bothering my 93 year old grandmother. Violet stayed inside because she wanted to do a craft project with me that I brought along for all the kids to do. (cause I'm the coolest aunt) My Aunt was standing by the kitchen window and suddenly said, "Huh, Liam is running around with his pants down. Do you all do that in Illinois?"
Say what?!?!?! I seriously thought she was joking. So, she said it again and I quickly moved to the front door to see what was happening. I opened the door, the FRONT door, and Liam was steps away with his pants indeed around his ankles and he was crouched over.
"LIAM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"I couldn't make it momma. I ran out of gas and it was coming and I couldn't make it!"
Because, as you may be guessing, my son was pooping, pooping in the front yard of my 93 year old grandmother's house. Who lives in town. With neighbors all around. In the front yard.
Panicking, I ran back inside and thought well if he's going to act like a dog I guess I have to clean up after him like we do for our dog. I grabbed the baby wipes and a grocery bag and my family of course wanted to know what he was doing and I had to tell them. Everyone was cracking up and then my grandma walked into the kitchen with her walker and said that she had gone to get her camera if we wanted to get a picture. (because I think she just thought that he was running around her front yard without his pants and definitely NOT pooping on her lawn)
"Uh, no Grandma. We do not want a picture of this."
After explaining that we are not animals and definitely do not poop outside and next time can you please make it inside to the bathroom I am now able to say that I am thankful that Liam was not embarrassed by this incident. He paid little attention to the many remarks from his aunts and uncle the rest of the weekend and as soon as I helped him clean up he was back to running around the yard with Eli and Violet. I just hope that he will continue to let this story and all the teasing that will continue, because he will never live this story down, roll off his back.
I can't make this stuff up. This kid embarrasses me, makes me laugh, makes me want to pull my hair out almost every day and I still love him more than humanly possible. Pooping outside and all.
After lunch on Saturday, Liam and Eli went outside to run around and be loud without bothering my 93 year old grandmother. Violet stayed inside because she wanted to do a craft project with me that I brought along for all the kids to do. (cause I'm the coolest aunt) My Aunt was standing by the kitchen window and suddenly said, "Huh, Liam is running around with his pants down. Do you all do that in Illinois?"
Say what?!?!?! I seriously thought she was joking. So, she said it again and I quickly moved to the front door to see what was happening. I opened the door, the FRONT door, and Liam was steps away with his pants indeed around his ankles and he was crouched over.
"LIAM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"I couldn't make it momma. I ran out of gas and it was coming and I couldn't make it!"
Because, as you may be guessing, my son was pooping, pooping in the front yard of my 93 year old grandmother's house. Who lives in town. With neighbors all around. In the front yard.
Panicking, I ran back inside and thought well if he's going to act like a dog I guess I have to clean up after him like we do for our dog. I grabbed the baby wipes and a grocery bag and my family of course wanted to know what he was doing and I had to tell them. Everyone was cracking up and then my grandma walked into the kitchen with her walker and said that she had gone to get her camera if we wanted to get a picture. (because I think she just thought that he was running around her front yard without his pants and definitely NOT pooping on her lawn)
"Uh, no Grandma. We do not want a picture of this."
After explaining that we are not animals and definitely do not poop outside and next time can you please make it inside to the bathroom I am now able to say that I am thankful that Liam was not embarrassed by this incident. He paid little attention to the many remarks from his aunts and uncle the rest of the weekend and as soon as I helped him clean up he was back to running around the yard with Eli and Violet. I just hope that he will continue to let this story and all the teasing that will continue, because he will never live this story down, roll off his back.
I can't make this stuff up. This kid embarrasses me, makes me laugh, makes me want to pull my hair out almost every day and I still love him more than humanly possible. Pooping outside and all.
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