Over the weekend, we took the opportunity to meet the new next-door neighbor who was moving in.
While we were chatting with her and with her dad who came from out of town to help her move, my usually somewhat shy, face-hiding son decided these people were a-ok, and wouldn't stop talking to them.
Then, he ran away for a while, came running back full tilt, yelled "Show 'em da belly, Mama!!!" and yanked up my shirt for their benefit. Of course, I was pulling it down as much as I could and we had a fun little tug-of-war for a minute or so.
It is to our new neighbor's credit that she did not immediately turn that dolly around, re-load the Uhaul and slink away to saner pastures.
I certainly wanted to slink away. Just when you think your children have run out of ways to embarrass you, you learn you still had some dignity hiding in the corner you'd forgotten about. But you only realize its there as its leaving.
Welcome to the neighborhood. You'll find we are very friendly and love to share.
Sorry about that.
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