Every so often, it is our duty as parents to share a story that might not reflect the best features in our child. Seriously. It’s in the parenting manual.
Oh, you didn’t get the manual?
Me neither. I just make it up as I go along.
I’ve posted several funnies about Abby, Anna Grace and Alex but not so many of Katie. This one I just couldn’t resist.
I picked her up on Saturday to return home for Anna Grace’s birthday party. Yes, the one that was held a month after her birthday.
(See above as a reminder. I make up the manual as I go along.)
On the way home, she shared a story with me from earlier in the week. It really worried me. You know, she’s living in Atlanta, in the CITY, near all kinds of questionable people and events, without parent supervision, without male accompaniment since The Boyfriend is at a different school…..you get the picture.
Did I scare you?
Nah, nothing scary. Well, unless you are me.
She was at Georgia Tech one night for a football game. Catlan, The Boyfriend, wasn’t there yet so she hung out with their friend Andrew from high school. While in Andrew’s room, she needed to use the bathroom. Well, he’s in an older style dorm where you actually have to share bathrooms on the hallway.
You know, like when we were in college.
Anyhow, being on an all male floor, they went searching for the guest bathroom. I forget the issue, but whatever it was, she could not use that bathroom. So, she made Andrew promise to stand guard while she used the boys’ restroom on his floor.
After finishing up business (ahem), she attempted to zip up her skirt. And it didn’t work. Tried again. No luck. It was stuck.
She called out to Andrew to help. Poor Andrew had to go into the bathroom to help her zip up her skirt. Evidently, it took some time to get it zipped. She just kept thinking how bad it would look if someone walked in.
I listened to the whole story and then said….
Why didn’t you just lift up your skirt to use the bathroom? You don’t have to unzip anything.
She looked at me in complete amazement and said….
That never occurred to me.
Do you see why I’m scared?