Confession Time

I was sharing with friends our most embarrassing moments and it made me giggle so hard that I thought I'd give you a moment to giggle too.  These are my most mortifying, beet red moments.  Please take pleasure in my discomfort :)

#1.  Babysitting

I grew up for a large portion of my life on Military Bases.  Texas, Hawaii, different ones in California.  The only place we weren't on base was in Ohio.  In high school we lived on Beale Air Force Base outside of Wheatland, CA in the Yuba City area.  An important element to my story is that on base, all the houses are cookie cutters, exact replicas of the one next door.  Not like in a newer subdivision  where every 3rd or 4th house is the same.  I mean EVERY house exactly the same as the one next door. 

My sister taught in a private school in Marysville and recommended me as a babysitter to one of her friends that lived on base.  I showed up to babysit little Megan (toddler age) late one afternoon and was delighted by the family.  I knew Megan and I would be fast friends.  I fed her dinner and we headed out for a walk.  We returned to her cul de sac around dark.  Megan lived at the end of the cul de sac.  I took her out of her stroller and we headed inside, down the front hall into the living room, WHERE TWO PEOPLE WERE IN THE BUFF!!!  As I averted my eyes I noticed that the house was decorated quite differently than Megan's house.  I stammered out "This isn't Megan's house is it???" and fled next door to Megan's real house.  I don't think I ever told Megan's mom about that awkward encounter, but it is burned into my mind.  I just wanted to die, I wanted a hole to open up in that random stranger's house and just take me away.

#2.  Fairy Tale Town
This one tops number one, it's a whopper.

We were visiting FairyTale town here in Sacramento (my kids call it Humpty Dumpty Park).  I had Alorah age 3 and Isaiah a few months old.  Isaiah rode around in this SWEET stroller.  It's called a sit and stroll.  It's a car seat that have wheels folded into the bottom.  You push a lever and wheels pop out to make it a stroller and a handle extends from the top.  Here's a photo

Anyway, it was getting late and the park was closing.  In fact I think it was already closed and they may have asked us to leave.  We were parked at the rear of the park so rather than go all the way to the front, I decided we should just save time and go through one of the turnstile gates at the back of the park.  Example, not the actual gate:

I sent Alorah through first and Isaiah (in the stroller) and I followed behind.  We made it 2/3rds of the way through and got stuck.  STUCK, because as I tried to reverse my way back into the park, I discovered that it doesn't reverse.  NOT AT ALL!  Alorah had already made it through the gate and was waiting on the other side as I sat stuck.  I very calmly asked Alorah to please sit on the curb and wait for Mommy & brother while I internally panicked.  I decided to just wait a minute until a park worker came through to close up and find me.  I waited 10 minutes until I started crying.  Another 10 minutes until I started yelling and another 10 minutes until someone found me.  All while my 3 year old sat on the curb.  See God knows, if it had been Isaiah 3 on the curb, he would've taken off.  But it wasn't it was my obedient first born.  Who asked a few times why Mommy was crying and yelling but stayed put none the less.  It was a long 30 minutes until I was found by a young clueless worker, who had no idea what to do.  And an even longer 20 minutes until the fire department arrived to get me out.  It was horrible but we survived :)

I hope you got your laugh for the day in or at least a chuckle.