Remember when I made this brilliant move that only someone totally socially inept could make?
Let me let that sink in for a minute...
This morning Sadie was accompanying me to the doctor and was especially chatty. We got onto the elevator and another woman was already standing inside.
Now, to her credit, Sadie whispered. Her four year old whisper, however, is just exactly like her loud, clear, full voice maybe just a little more breathy.
"Mommy, look! That lady is here so the doctor can help her get her baby out of her big belly."
She wasn't even close to being pregnant. Not.even.close.
Now people, what in the world am I supposed to do with that? We had several more floors to go and I was way out of my league. It's a total lose-lose!
If I say with a furrowed brow, "Sadie, baby, you don't say things like that." She'll just ask 'why' and 'what did I say.' and I'll have some really uncomfortable 'splainin' to do in front of witnesses.
If I say, "Baby, not so loud." Then, I'm teaching her, and more importantly, it looks to a total stranger that I'm teaching her, it's ok to think it but just not to say it.
If I respond in an attempt to clarify, oh, I can't even begin to go there.
Instead, I chose to take the road cowards take. I pretended I could not hear my daughter (even though they probably heard her in Tokyo) and got off the elevator a floor early and took the stairs.
Yes, I did.