If you have followed the saga of my latest Seattle trip at all, you already know that my granddaughter's last play performance (out of four) had to be rescheduled due to an unexpected snow day. In fact, there was some concern that it wouldn't happen at all, but they were finally able to provide a day and time. 'Twas a Tuesday night...a school night...but the performance was probably the best yet. Robin did a great job. I thoroughly enjoyed it! This time, we were sitting in the back of the little auditorium so didn't freeze. After the performance, we stopped at a McDonald's for treats.
The family shared a booth. Shari and I were at tables next to that booth, with Shari being the farthest from it. Robin was riding a post-performance high; Ryan was being his usual squirmy self. Shari noticed that Ry was in constant motion. She mentioned "squirmy-worm" to me...and was probably thinking Ry had "ants in his pants". Out of nowhere, she said (rather loudly so Ry could hear), "RYAN, DO YOU HAVE A WORM IN YOUR PANTS?" As soon as she recognized what she'd said, Shari clapped a hand over her mouth...but the damage was done. Everyone dissolved into giggles the likes of which I haven't seen for many years. Megan laughed so long and so hard that she had tears running down her cheeks. Even Ryan, who is easily embarrassed, laughed and laughed. I'm not sure Great-Aunt Shari will be able to live that one down for awhile, and I've wondered if my children will ever want to take "Thelma and Louise"out in public again!
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