It's because when those teenagers were 2 years old, they terribly embarrassed their parents.
Take today for instance. Through a series of unfortunate events, my spring break babysitter had to cancel and I had no choice but to take Catie to work with me. The morning actually went really well; I took toys and the little DVD player to keep her entertained in my office. She played, colored, watched VeggieTales and was overall a good little kiddo.
No, the point of acute embarrassment came when Catie suddenly exclaimed, "I GOTTA GO POTTY!" Ok, not a problem, I do this all the time. We make our way down the hall to the ladies' restroom, which happens to be a single toilet type deal. It also happens to be a wonderful echo chamber. Catie figured this out within the first three seconds of being in there.
After a test "AHH! aaAAAhhh!" she burst into a full throated rendition of the VeggieTales theme song.
"IF YOU LIKE TO TALK TO TOMATOOOOOOES, IF A SQUASH CAN MAKE YOU SMIIIIIIIIIILE!..."
Oh, good grief... I somehow finally get her to pee in the potty while she's belting out her tune, and wash her hands just as she comes to the grand finale, "IT'S TIME FOR VEGGIE TAAAAAAAAALES!"
Catie exits the bathroom proudly, thoroughly enthused with her musical abilities. I exit hesitantly, hoping the architects somehow designed that bathroom to be sound proof. Not so. Every office we pass on our way back down that long hall holds an extremely amused secretary, who looks at me with twinkling eyes and then bursts out laughing.
Yeah, I'll get her back someday... :)
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