Being a mom comes with a whole bunch of mortifying experiences. Situations that make you want to crawl in a hole and not come out for a very, very long time.


Today one of those happened to me.  As my fingers tap against these keys I still want to hide my face.


There was a knock on the door.  Normally, if you don’t call I don’t answer the door.  That’s just how it goes ~ so if you’re in my area and reading this… TAKE NOTE.  And after reading this you’ll understand why.


Well, today I had this feeling that I needed to answer it.  I’m glad I did, because it was my landlord and I really needed to talk to him. 


I picked up Ella and answered the door, stood outside with her and spoke to the man.  We were exchanging phone numbers {funny how we didn’t have each other’s phone number huh?} and so I stuck Ella back inside. When I came back in from my conversation with him, Ella was standing in my living room with a shirt on.  And that’s it.  No Pull Up, no panties, no pants… her bottom half was BUTT NAKED!


Panic went through my entire body…. did I really just hold my daughter outside, while she had nothing on?????  I had to know, so I called my landlord {since I now have his phone number} and asked.  YUP!  I apologized and said I really had no clue!!!!  HOLY CRAP.


And that my friends… is the life of a mother.


And this mother is MORTIFIED!