Please pass the soda…
I think I may have outdone myself today when it comes to embarrassing moments.
By now, you’d think I’d be numb to humiliation, but I learned the hard way that isn’t the case at all.
I took the kids to see “Old Dogs” today, and we invited the SuperManny.
We settled into our seats with our enormous tub-o-popcorn and sodas, and about halfway through the movie, Boo had to use the facilities.
When we re-entered the theater, we got to our row and he went in first, sitting next to Drue. After a couple minutes, I wondered if my coat had fallen under the seat. “Eh,” I thought. “I’ll find it later.”
A couple minutes after that, I got thirsty and realized our soda was missing. I leaned over Drue in her distinct “cabbie hat,” and tapped the SuperManny on his shoulder. “Hey – where’s the soda?”
Drue, wearing the *very* hat in question...
“Excuse me?” said NOT Mr. Brent, but the father of a young girl wearing a hat just like Drue’s.
Suddenly, it all spun together, and I realized that Mr. Brent and Drue were sitting not next to us, but ONE ROW AHEAD OF US.
Yeah! I fumbled, bumbled, and Boo and I scooted down to our seats. I laughed my head off then, and also at the end when I got to confess what had happened to our new friends.
I’m really relieved that I didn’t put my arm around the girl, thinking she was my own child! OMG!
Everyone had a great laugh about it at the end.
By the way, we enjoyed the movie. Cute family flick, to be sure!
