Mortified Monday...
Mortified Monday..... Lets all share our mortifying moments.....OK... anyone want to play? If so...get your moment posted, leave me message & I will link back to you...
I just thought we could all start the week off with a little laugh.. & so much the better when it is at somebody else's expense..am I right or am I RIGHT?
I have a LOT of very MORTIFYING moments... most of them having to do with my oldest child...god bless him... he is so much like his momma (especially when it come
s to the big ol' mouth.) I remember being a child & my mother telling me that one day she hoped I had a child just like me... & guess what? I got him...
OK, one of my MOST MORTIFYING MOMENTS took place about 4 years ago when I was very pregnant with Eva... Dane had just turned 5, & had wondered out of our front yard.
I found him hanging out down the street at the neighbors house.
Just picture .... the perfect little" nice" family... they were all in the driveway building a birdhouse & were nice enough to let Dane help. I walked down just to make sure everything was OK... I told them to just send Dane home when they had had enough... "Sure....no problem..." they smiled & waved.... As I turned to walk home, my adorable little boy calls ...(SCREAMS) out to me... "Oh mom...Benjamin is NOT a DORK..." Me, shocked...MORTIFIED... say with a nervous giggle... "Oh honey, of course he's not...What the??..." Dane still SCREAMING down the driveway.. "But mom, you say he is a DORK all of the time...."
OK... now can't you just see the nice little family holding their hammers in mid-air, opened-jawed...just staring at me?
With my mind racing on how I could possibly get out of this "NIGHTMARE" I thought about telling them that DORK... meant "good friend" in Norwegian, but didn't think I would be able to pull that off... I am a pretty bad liar.
Instead, I patted my very pregnant belly & half whispered to Benjamin's mom..."I think he is having a hard time with the new baby on the way...he has been making up A LOT of stories lately..." I managed a very weak smile & waddled back to my house. (yes this was the day, that I threw my own child under the buss, in order to TRY to save face in front of the neighbors...)
Needless to say... Dane wasn't invited to Dorky Benjamin's Birthday party the following week, nor did his mother speak to me again....(I guess she didn't buy my sorry explanation)
Before you all think I am a horrible mommy/person... I would like to defend myself.... I wasn't really calling Benjamin a Dork... Dork....
I mean, I call EVERYONE dorks... My children are dorks.. I am a dork... Bjørn is a TOTAL DORK ..& I certainly never told Dane I thought Benjamin was a dork...I am sure he overheard me saying something to Bjørn)
To say the least, I learned a very, VERY valuable lesson from this experience... No, it wasn't watch what I say in front of the kiddos...
It was that I should start threatening them at BIRTH to NEVER... EVER... repeat what mommy says at home.... NEVER.... I started the day I brought Eva home from the hospital.... & still end most of my sentences with... "Now this is not to be repeated....D A N E .....
OK girlies... make my day... give me something to laugh about... I want to hear your Mortifying Moments..... PLEASE....
Happy Monday!
Make sure you read the funny comments & go on over
I've fallen and I can't get up - Karen's
My Most Mortifying Moment Carolina Girls...
My Most Mortifying Moment Lori's
Why Kendall Might Be Sorry I Work at Her Middle School from Mrs.4444
Thank you for everyone playing along.....
I just thought we could all start the week off with a little laugh.. & so much the better when it is at somebody else's expense..am I right or am I RIGHT?
I have a LOT of very MORTIFYING moments... most of them having to do with my oldest child...god bless him... he is so much like his momma (especially when it come
s to the big ol' mouth.) I remember being a child & my mother telling me that one day she hoped I had a child just like me... & guess what? I got him...OK, one of my MOST MORTIFYING MOMENTS took place about 4 years ago when I was very pregnant with Eva... Dane had just turned 5, & had wondered out of our front yard.
I found him hanging out down the street at the neighbors house.
Just picture .... the perfect little" nice" family... they were all in the driveway building a birdhouse & were nice enough to let Dane help. I walked down just to make sure everything was OK... I told them to just send Dane home when they had had enough... "Sure....no problem..." they smiled & waved.... As I turned to walk home, my adorable little boy calls ...(SCREAMS) out to me... "Oh mom...Benjamin is NOT a DORK..." Me, shocked...MORTIFIED... say with a nervous giggle... "Oh honey, of course he's not...What the??..." Dane still SCREAMING down the driveway.. "But mom, you say he is a DORK all of the time...."
OK... now can't you just see the nice little family holding their hammers in mid-air, opened-jawed...just staring at me?
With my mind racing on how I could possibly get out of this "NIGHTMARE" I thought about telling them that DORK... meant "good friend" in Norwegian, but didn't think I would be able to pull that off... I am a pretty bad liar.
Instead, I patted my very pregnant belly & half whispered to Benjamin's mom..."I think he is having a hard time with the new baby on the way...he has been making up A LOT of stories lately..." I managed a very weak smile & waddled back to my house. (yes this was the day, that I threw my own child under the buss, in order to TRY to save face in front of the neighbors...)
Needless to say... Dane wasn't invited to Dorky Benjamin's Birthday party the following week, nor did his mother speak to me again....(I guess she didn't buy my sorry explanation)
Before you all think I am a horrible mommy/person... I would like to defend myself.... I wasn't really calling Benjamin a Dork... Dork....
I mean, I call EVERYONE dorks... My children are dorks.. I am a dork... Bjørn is a TOTAL DORK ..& I certainly never told Dane I thought Benjamin was a dork...I am sure he overheard me saying something to Bjørn)
To say the least, I learned a very, VERY valuable lesson from this experience... No, it wasn't watch what I say in front of the kiddos...
It was that I should start threatening them at BIRTH to NEVER... EVER... repeat what mommy says at home.... NEVER.... I started the day I brought Eva home from the hospital.... & still end most of my sentences with... "Now this is not to be repeated....D A N E .....
OK girlies... make my day... give me something to laugh about... I want to hear your Mortifying Moments..... PLEASE....
Happy Monday!
Make sure you read the funny comments & go on over
I've fallen and I can't get up - Karen's
My Most Mortifying Moment Carolina Girls...
My Most Mortifying Moment Lori's
Why Kendall Might Be Sorry I Work at Her Middle School from Mrs.4444
Thank you for everyone playing along.....
Comments
I had just started dating a football player who I'd met in my spanish class. One night we were studying in my dorm room (yes, we were studying!). I was sitting in my chair rocking on the back two legs of it (my feet were on my roommate's steamer trunk). Brett said something funny, I started laughing and I
...FARTED..RIGHT..IN..HIS..FACE....
We made direct eye contact for a split second then I said something totally stupid like "It was my chair, my chair made that noise!"
We broke up a couple months later..but the nightmare doesn't end there.
About a month later, I'm at a frat party with some sisters and we run into Brett. All of my girlfriends knew the story by now so when they saw Brett they start teasing me.."Rob, go fart in front of him!" "Let him smell ya!" Mean mean girls.. He sees me, gives me a big hug and in front of all of his friends and mine says "So, do you want to fart in front me again and blame it on the chair again?" crickets chirping, crickets chirping..both sets of friends staring at me..To be honest I don't remember what I told him but I'm sure it probably rhymed with "Muck Pew"..
Nightmare continues:
A few years later - I'm out with my boyfriend (who later becomes my husband) and we run into Brett. First thing he says, "Hey Rob, remember that time you farted in front of me?" I say something like "Yeah, and your losing your hair now huh?" He was an extremely hot blonde who was very vain so I knew I had hit just the right nerve....... REVENGE IS SWEET! ROBIN WINS!!!
Okay, I'm going to post my mortifying moment at lwillford.blogspot.com!
My youngest was about 3 and I had him with me in the mall shopping for bras. I was checking them out and I realized he had picked one up from the shelf and had it draped over his head (in the style of earmuffs) then he pulled it over his face and proceeded to sniff it. He then said, "this is what daddy does when you're not home".
*pindrop*
I thought I would throw up at first, but confronted the hubby, who as it turns out is not a cross dresser as the entire county now believes, but instead he was missing me bad (I was away on business) and he was trying to smell my perfume. Its kinda sweet in a sick way.
My husband had one when he took our five-year-old son swimming. They were in one of the shower cubicles after washing off the chlorine and hubby was trying to bend over Dan to wash his back. Dan said very loudly: "Daddy, stop touching me with your willy!"
Hubby had to wait a full 10 minutes before he could face leaving that cubicle!
Okay...I'll play. Posted my mortifying moment on my blog.
Debs and Tara's both had me laughing hysterically. Very funny :-)
I think I would have tried to find a hole to go climb in. I would have been mortified.
My son has given me a few moments of just wanting to put a bag over my head.
#1 We were out for breakfast and the guy walking up had a top of the line metal fake leg that was clearly visible. My son was in awe of it, thought it was soooooo cool and before we could catch him he says with the guy close by "Dad, check out his robot leg". Hubby and I both gave each other a look and we get seated right next to the guy and son could not stop staring he though that guy was so cool because he had a robot leg. Son tried to start talking about it the whole meal and he would get no more than one word out and Hubby would cut him off. It was so hard to not laugh. The harder he tried to talk about it the harder hubby cut him off. It was a long meal.
#2
Son & I are walking up to the grocery store and the guy walking out is wearing a black eye patch. Son says right in front of the guy "Mom, look at that pirate"
That is so funny. Kids are great at repeating everything they hear !
Anyway, I posted my mortifying story, so I'm playing ...
I haven't laughed so hard for awhile, reading your post and then the comments. Thanks for the morning giggles, ladies :-)
Your kids are adorable by the way!
You know, when we were in Brazil I started some horrible family drama by calling my husband's brother a dork. He thought I was calling him a jerk. We laugh about it now, but at the time poor sweet innocent me didn't know why the heck calling someone a dork would cause such a scene!
I was mortified when my employer showed up at my house the other day when it was MESSY. I was mortified when I accidently sent a naked booby picture to my mother-in-law, before she was my mother-in-law. I could go on and on...
I wanted to let you know that I've moved my blog to a new address and have a new look as of today! Come visit when you have a chance.
http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com
http://www.halfpastkissintime.com/2008/06/why-kendall-might-be-sorry-i-work-at.html
I'll add a link to yours as soon as I'm done here :)
Me:
flashback to 8th grade dance-THE dance where you wore a dress and everything. Everyone's in a circle while ppl dance in the middle and someone accidentally pushes me, I stumble inside the circle, fall, and my DRESS FLIES UP OVER MY HEAD...yup, flashed the whole 8th grade. (Okay, now if that I happened I would just laugh, but picture a pre-teen=MORTIFIED!)
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My 3yo loudly pointed out 'that man's black" one day to a young guy in our town... lucky he thought it funny.
It's amazing they still accepted me in the family. :-)
Enjoy your SITS day!
I can totally see my three year old repeating this. Hilarious!
I just recently told my daughter to hush it when it comes to repeating things she hears at home. I think it's the only way to go (since I can't keep my mouth shut).
So sorry for your pain!!!! But very funny.
So we're walking to the baseball field one day, and Owen, my then 2-year old, walks by a black man, and I swear, screams at the top of his lungs, "Look mom, black guy!" And points. And I wanted to die. But I just apologized, and the man laughed, even though he probably thought I was raising a future KKK member...which couldn't be farther from the truth.
What can you do? Not much of anything, I suppose. :)
EVERYONE knows Bejamin is a TOTAL dork.
That mom is in some serious denial.
;^) Anna
My MIL is a large lady, and just a couple days after I had my youngest son, my oldest (he's 5) asked my MIL, "When are you going to have your baby?" I could've died.
Thanks for reminding me to warn Zander!!! Good plan!!!
But I SOOOOOO know what you mean about the things that kids say that shouldn't be repeated.
I have had a very similar experience.
Hope you had a wonderful SITS day!!!
I caught the baby telling the dog to 'Shut Up!' the other day... time for me to watch what I say....
Sorry I missed your SITS day.
And I LOVE how you said you call everyone dorks... but your hubby is a "TOTAL DORK" ...hee hee hee!