On the REAL *snicker*

Do you ever have an unpleasant memory pop up out of nowhere... it just pings right on in without permission...Well, that happened to me today, but now, it is actually kind of funny to me. What prompted it was emailing one of my dear dear friends A. who is uhh...11 years younger than me lol..ok, that is unpleasant. She is so wise beyond her years..I love her mom; I just admire their family so much...ok getting off the subject. ANYWAY ;) she is now married and has a precious little boy a couple of weeks younger than Ayden. The unpleasant memory was from way back (a whole two years?) before she had any children, and was just married. I had Brianna and Anjolie and we were talking together at the exchange...I think I was trying to give advice (a bad habit of mine... yikes) lol like I knew what I was talking about and like she really needed it...you get the idea...chicky chit-chat. Anyway, as I was standing there in my "mature" (where you pronounce the "t" and not the "ch") stance with the concerned and furrowed brow- head nodding slowly in understanding-the "mmmm and hmmm" applied delicately lol... then Brianna, who was 3 and in the shopping cart with Anjolie decides she can't hold "it" any longer. She peed aaaaallllll over everything in my cart, and underneath. I frantically picked her up, but had no place to put her...my poor friend stood there probably wanting to die or burst out laughing I don't know which. I tried to find a janitor while poor A. stood by the puddle and the cart ....LOL. Ohhhhh wasn't that something. Yeah...they need to put THAT situation in some parenting handbook and explain how to get through THAT gracefully. Ah yes, lets just say she knows the REAL Heather. What a trooper to stand there at the risk of the situation looking to be HERs ;) yes, I bought everything in the cart you guys c'mon!! :D
Just had to share that moment with you all...thanks