Embarrassing Mom Moment

I'm hoping that everyone of us moms could pipe up and share our embarrassing moments with our children- in fact, why don't you reply with one, if you've one. I'm sure we could all tell the stories when our children are with us in a public bathroom and they yell out how bad the poop smells, and then they ask (loudly) if we're the one doing the poo. Yeah, I've had those moments. Nothing gets past my 3 year old. He notices everything and whatever pops into his gorgeous mind, comes right out of his mouth. But, today topped them all. 

Every Friday my boys go to their swim lessons. We've never run into any trouble before probably because I don't change afterwards (I drive home with my swimmers on), and I take off their swimmers by the pool. But, today I had to make an errand so I brought us all a change of clothes. Which means we had to venture in to the ladies bathroom/change area. At first I didn't think this was going to be a problem. One: because my little guys see me naked all the time, and two: because I thought we'd be the only ones in there since I hadn't seen a lot of women rush to the bathroom. With our entourage of  towels, stroller, food, clothes, shoes and diapers we park ourselves in the corner and quickly try to change. One lady was in there with her little guy in the other corner- no problem so far. I was anticipating my son before something even happened. I get myself dressed first, then Josiah, then Silas. Silas must not have noticed the 3 new ladies come in until he was standing on the bench facing everyone. Bad position. After seeing the large lady in the corner, stark naked, facing him. 

He yells, "Mommy! Look at that lady's body!" 

If only he was old enough to look at my face and READ it, he would have stopped there. What's a mom to do in that situation? I tried to quickly shut the conversation down. 

"Hmmmm. We've all got bodies don't we? Now put your shoes on." I thought the action of putting his shoes on would close his mouth. 

"We don't all have bodies like her." (yes, my 3 year old said that- I could have sworn those replies don't start until they're 4 or 5) "Is she going to have a baby like you?" 

I'm SILENT. 

"Mommy, is she going to have a baby like you?" 

At this moment I was praying to Jesus for some Holy Spirit GLU to close his mouth. Because that poor lady, although I never turned around to make eye contact, was dressing at mock speed. Have you ever dressed at mock speed when wet? It's not a pretty outcome. Clothes just don't lay on the body the same way. That is how I knew she dressed at mock speed. Over my shoulder I could hear her quietly telling her son to gather his things, and she walked very quickly past me carrying her shoes in hand. I wanted, at that moment to have a "Philip experience" (Read Acts) and disappear or be absorbed in to the ground. I was so embarrassed. 

I looked at Silas, told him to show me his eyes, and said, "Darling, God made all of us very unique and we all have different bodies, different skin, different personalities. So next time wait until it's just you and me to comment on how people look different than us. okay?" 

"Okay. But, is she having a baby like you?"

Now I'm wondering what I look like to my son when I'm only 4 1/2 months pregnant.