I have a beautiful floral skirt. It has many folds of light-weight fabric that swish when I walk and is very feminine. I was wearing it today when I used the restroom after school and then rushed off to help Kendall put on her makeup for the musical (encore performance). I walked against the flow of student traffic heading to the buses and then into the commons, where I stopped for a few minutes and talked with a parent before turning and heading into the auditorium.
The auditorium was filled with the sound of noisy, excited middle schoolers, who were waiting for the director to give them their pre-show pep-talk. I found Kendall down in the front and started to ask where she wanted to go to put the makeup on when a little girl rushed up to her and whispered in her ear. I could tell she was talking about me, and I looked down at my front and patted everything to make sure I looked alright. Kendall then turned to me and quietly said, “Mom. Your skirt is tucked in your underwear.”
“What?! O M G!!”
Now I must interject here to tell you that I do not like thong underwear. That said, I do have a couple of pairs that I only wear when desperate. Today. Was. Laundry. Day.
Holding my breath, I reached back and placed my hand on a totally BARE BUTT CHEEK!!!
As is my way, I began to laugh, hard. I laughed til Kendall and all of her friends were laughing (and looking a little uncomfortable). I laughed until I cried and Kendall asked, “Mom, are you okay?? Do you need a hug?!” (and gave me one). I settled down a bit as I turned to scan the faces in the crowd (only about 50 kids or so), trying to catch anyone who might be staring at me, wide-eyed. (They either hadn’t noticed or were really polite.) One of the girls nearby said, “I was walking behind you in the commons, and I didn’t think it looked that bad.”
I was kind of in shock, but I wanted to ask, “You mean my butt? Or my messed up skirt?!” I was trying to minimize embarrassment to Kendall, so I dropped it.
I seriously have a headache right now from telling this story to people at school, and laughing, and crying. (This was just the kind of levity needed this time of year, so I spread the story like mad before anyone else could.) I’m pretty sure I’ll be hearing it again (at my retirement party), and that’s okay with me, because it could have been worse…
I could have walked into my classroom like that.
When she’s not Aiming Low, Mrs. 4444 can be found writing at her personal blog, Half Passed Kissing Time, and on her delicious food blog, Mrs. 4444 Cooks.
how embarassing!
*snort*
At least it was butt cheek and not pubes!!! Which would have been a great topic of discussion, “did you know Mrs.4444 gets a Brazilian wax?”
Twitter Name: Anissa Mayhew
I grinned through this whole post. I had a feeling it was going in the skirt-in-underwear direction. I love that you laughed it off. That’s the absolute best response to something like that. Brava!
Twitter Name: izzymom
How nice is it that your daughter offered you a hug after you mooned her entire school. That’s a WIN in my book.
Twitter Name: alotofnothing
She’s awesome. What can I say?
Your daughter IS nice. I also really like the name “Kendall.”
I felt myself blushing for you while reading. Is that odd? Classy middle schooler you have. Had it been my mom, I do believe I would have run far, far away!
Kendall is a sweetheart. That said, it’s been a little over a year since this happened, and I’m guessing at 15, she might not be so forgiving! :)
Mom, do you need a hug???
That is the sweetest thing :)
Traci, I love the pics on your blog; especially the one of your daughter and her rolls in the crib-adorable! :)
That is so funny! I loved your story. It reminded me of the time I did the same thing at a Wendy’s after attending the ballet with my aunt except I got my dress stuck in the top of my panty hose and no one told me…I unfortunately had to figure it out for myself but when I did it explained why the group behind us was laughing. Live and Learn and always make sure your skirt isn’t tucked in where it’s not supposed to be! Great post Mrs. 4444…as always! :)
OMGosh I am just catching up on my reader and saw this post. That is so funny, especially the little girl who said “I didn’t think it looked that bad” hilarious!
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