Why I cannot show my face at Little J’s school for a while…
Thank GOD we have a week and a half break before Little J goes back to school. Maybe by then everyone else will have forgotten today’s parking lot incident.
We were walking out of school and discussing what to have for lunch. Little J was getting a little silly and everytime I mentioned a food he would yell “I’m a (insert food here)” and dissolve into giggles.
We had exhausted “I’m a PB&J sandwich” and “I’m mac and cheese” before we hit the parking lot. So then I asked if he wanted a corn dog. My mistake. Little J waited until every mom had buckled her kid(s) into their mini-van and was ready to listen before yelling (at the top of his lungs)
“I’M A HORN-DOG!!!!”
I wish I had taken a picture of the looks I was getting. Priceless.
So.
Great!
LOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!!
Love it!!
We all have our moments. My son was a little older, 13, when I stalled the car in front of the entrance of the school when everyone was coming out. He wasn’t so keen for me to collect him after that.