Risque Swim Lessons

Tessi...dear God, that girl is going to destroy me. I firmly, FIRMLY believe that someday in a post-apocalyptic world Tessi will be standing on a hill covering my body with death and carnage around her saying, "Ha! I win and you lose Mom!" Trust me, that is said with a mother's love.

Here we are at the pool waiting for her turn. Start getting her dressed in the swim suit...er um...cozzie here. No problem, it's all good. That is until Miss Silly decides to get cutesy and as she pulls off each piece of clothing she flings it at me. Ok, no big deal, I can handle it. Unfortunately the underwear was a bit more elastic than Tessi was counting on and her aim isn't exactly Rodger Clemmons-like so the knickers squip off to the left a bit and WHAM! Right into the face of the woman sitting next to me. Nothing like a pair of pink and yellow apple undies that do NOT belong in your family knocking you for a loop.

Normally the only socially acceptable thing for me to do was walk over to the pool and put my head under water and drown myself but Fate was kind and let the woman be someone I know. Her girls go to preschool with my girls so she is well versed in the ways of children. In the end her laughter was almost as loud as Tessi's and my exclamations of horror; while appreciated, were not necessary.

Still...I mean come on! How unfair is that!? I think Tessi is still laughing...