.....IT happens....

Ole Griffy and I have had our moments these past few weeks...the kind that only a mother and child can have together. That shared embarrassment/awkwardness that you put each other in out in public. There's the classic "mom forgot my jacket" and we're out in the freezing cold, or "I just knocked mom's really hot coffee drink all over her in a long line at the grocery store while buying unmentionables", or the everyday "mom didn't pack any extra diapers and I am smelly in the nursery" type incidents...then there are the ones I would give him the responsibility for like "I just got on the airplane and puked all over my mom right before take off" or "I pooped in my diaper and then when my mom was changing me to get in the tub my diaper strap came off and all the contents landed on her bare foot".... Yes, these are all actual events in the day to day life of Griffin and as he calls me "AB", and I have put myself up for some kind of mothering award with this evidence I am sure. Today my friends, we have topped them all. I am sure I will always remember Griffin's sweet face, the way it looked today in Macy's....

Pants have never really been Griffin's thing. In fact when he was littler he would throw a tantrum when the pants were about to be put back on after a diaper change so we made up this little "pants dance" number that we would sing and shimmy them back on without him knowing. Our main problem with pants is that Griffy's legs are long and his waist is tiny, so finding ones that fit are difficult, which was the root of our problem today. After bible study I was determined to get to the make up counter at Macy's before Griffin fell asleep for a nap. We pulled up to the mall, and success! He was awake and happy, so we both gingerly bounced into the store holding hands in the parking lot. I was actually thinking about how good he was being, keeping a hold of my hand and stopping sweetly to peer into windows at the jewelry counters. I spotted the counter I need to get to and guided Griffin in the direction, focused on the destination. We had to cross an isle that opened up into the rest of the mall and just as we were about to make a move for it a woman from another counter approached little Griffin and started to talk with him. I, still "eyes on the prize" was expecting her to say how cute he was, hi little buddy....you know the usual when I hear really loudly, "what happened to your pants little boy??" I quickly surveyed the area for little boys with pants issues and decided against looking down until I could confirm she was talking to us. Dread filled me....no little boys in sight...Oh my gosh....what could be the issue with his pants, just 5 steps back they were fine???!!!??? I looked down and to my horror my little boy is standing in the middle of Macy's, straight up pants around his ankles, little white chicken legs and diaper hanging out for all to see. (Ironically I was getting new blush and let me assure you that I didn't need any after this) I scooped him up, giggled awkwardly and head held high made it to the Clinique counter. My poor baby, at least he will never remember this. He smiled so innocently at me as I pulled up his pants and tried to pretend I did not just pull my child in front of a department store full of people with no pants. Seriously...how did that happen? It couldn't have been for more than 30 seconds but it still happened...I still looked like a totally untogether mother...

As I was driving home I called my mom to tell her and she said, well look at it this way you probably made someone elses day. And if I had seen it, it would have been my smile for the day too, so chalk it up to that. I will never be the perfect have it all together mother, I will always forget something obvious, or do something to hastily but that's just me...and just real life I think, and hey at least God allows for some comedy right in the middle of everyday.