I am going to be a helper in a couple weeks for Megan's Brownie troop. The girls are going on a trip to a farm for hay rides. I was pretty excited about it and mentioned it to Megan the other day while we were in the car.
Me: Megan, guess who is going to be one of the drivers when your troop goes on the hay ride?
Megan: Do I have to go in your car?
Me: Well, don't you think it would be weird to have your mom driving and you not be in the car?
Megan: (says nothing and just shrugs her shoulders looking out the window)
Me: What? You don't want to be in the car with me?
Megan: Not really.
Me: Why not?
Megan: Because you say weird things sometimes.
Me (shocked): Like what?
Megan (visibly getting upset): Stuff.
Me: You have to give me an example before I believe it.
Megan: Well, you say weird things that other mom's don't say like, "Everybody out of the pool." Who says that? Nobody!
***My grandpa used to have a habit of yelling, "Everybody out of the pool!" when he would pull up and park the car. It was his way of saying, "everybody get out of the car." I always thought this was hilarious and I sometimes say it- but only rarely.
Me: What you don't think that is funny?
Megan (totally tearing up, voice quivering): No! It's embarrassing!
Me (gasp): You are embarrassed of me?
Megan: Sometimes (sob, sob). IT'S WEIRD!
Me: Wow. That kind of hurts my feelings.
Megan: (sobbing saying nothing.)
Me: Why are you crying? Are you crying because you are embarrassed of me or because you feel bad that you hurt my feelings?
Megan (whispering): Both.
That was a painful conversation. I thought I had at least a few more years before she would realize how embarrassing I could be.