My eldest two (aged 13 & 14) have reached that age where they find their parents sooo embarrassing and at the same time I have reached the age where I'm no longer worried what people think!
So this post is dedicated to talking about embarrassing your kids, which I think is something I managed to do on Tuesday.
I was on the school run picking up Tomas as usual but because the older two have a late finish on that day I popped round a friends for a cup of tea and a chat. When the time came to go and pick up Rachel and Jack I left Tomas at my friends playing and headed out in the rain to get the kids. I park on a very small housing estate in the middle of both the primary school and the secondary school, it's basically a square with houses in the middle and all around the outside. Once I've picked up the kids I have to drive around the square to get out and as we were driving round I noticed a wooden ironing board left out with the bins ready for collection.
ME : "Ooh! Look a wooden ironing board! Let's go around again so I can pick it up".
The KIDS : "NO NO Mum that's so embarrassing, our friends will see you".
ME : "No it's fine I'll be really quick honestly".
The Kids : more moaning about how embarrassing I am in stereo from the back of the car.
I ignore them, drive around the block and stop the car outside the house saying "I won't be a minute"
Now I just wanted to make sure it was okay for me to take the ironing board so I knocked on the door of the house it was outside but there was no reply.
By this time the kids are cringing in the back of the car, this isn't helped by one of Jack's friends walking up to the house opposite and knocking on the door.
As the lady opposite came to open the door I declared
"Excuse we I just need to embarrass my kids, do you think it would be okay if I took this ironing board from your neighbours rubbish bin?"
The very kind lady said yes it would be fine and so I happily picked up the ironing board and popped it in the boot of the car.
I would like to say that we all drove away happy but although I was quite chuffed with my ironing board, the kids weren't quite so impressed by their mother's antics!!!
Because it was raining I just put the ironing board in the garage to dry out and today I had a quick look at it and it's a lovely solid wood ironing board which I thought just needed a new cover, but as I opened it up I realised that there was a crack in the board itself, I think that this will be quite easy to replace and once I have made a new cover for it it will be as good as new.
What do you think was I embarrassing enough?