-blowing up a froggie pool and filling it with water so I could watch my child attempt to drown himself over a dozen times. He insists on “crawling” in the pool so he can multi-task at dunking his head under the water and breathing in at the same time. Our fun time ended when he threw himself back, bounced off the side and completely submerged himself. (while breathing in at the same time)
-confusing Ben’s relatives and telling them. I thought Ben’s mom’s sister and her husband were coming, but when I got there it was Ben’s mom’s brother and his wife and I stupidly said “I didn’t know you’d be here too”.
-Joking that Summit had bulimia when he gagged himself in front of a friend I hadn’t seen in years and who coincidently is a recovering bulimic.
someone should lock me up.