You don't put a grabby one-year old in arm's length of water glasses. You don't, you don't, you don't.Not 24 hours before the incident, Katherine and I were talking about our embarassing moments. I really had a hard time remembering mine (although, I still remember one doozie) because I think I tend to block them from memory. You know, kind-of a survival technique. I'm archiving this one because the first thing I said when I sat back down at the table with everyone was 'So...do I just take a picture and laugh about this?'
It was one of those moments. One of those times when you feel like you are trapped, there are no options to make it right, everyone is staring at you, you want to melt into the wall. We were eating lunch and just as I sat down with Abbey she grabbed a glass of water and poured the entire thing on herself and only managed to get me in the 'oh dear! she peed her pants!' area. There were no good bathroom hand dryers and I was even more mortified waiting in the bathroom line. I felt it just brought more attention being in the line you WOULD be in if you DID pee your pants. Ahhhh, parenting. Here's to more embarassing moments to come**