No one ever needs to see their mother in her underwear.

One night before we left for our Taiwan vacation, we finally got Bad Baby to go to sleep early, around 9p, which is early for us.  I was so satisfied that he went to bed without too much of a fuss.  Daughter didn’t get to bed until almost 11p because of all her Middle School homework, which has been very stressful on me.  I hate seeing her get no sleep.  I want her to grow taller.

While getting ready for bed, she, for some ungodly reason, wanted to see if Bad Baby was awake, so she poked him in the chest while whispering, “baby, are you awake?”  She did this several times until he jerked awake and started screaming at the top of his lungs.

I was in my bedroom changing for the evening when this happened.  Daughter comes running to my room to say she just wanted to see if Bad Baby was awake.  I looked straight at her and asked in a loud voice, “why?  Why would you do that?”

Hearing Bad Baby screaming his head off, husband comes running up the stairs.  When he figures out what happened, he turns to daughter and asked in a loud voice, “why?  Why would you do that?”

Then, of course, first born comes running up to see what happened.  While running past my room, he catches a glimpse of me in my underwear because I was interrupted in the changing of outfits, and turns to daughter and asked in a loud voice, “why…..?!?!?!  I didn’t need to see that.  Why???????????  No one ever needs to see madre* in her underwear.”

*First born calls me “madre” after taking Spanish.

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