This has happened with one of my friend…
Any of you who have or have had small children can
probably relate.
My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty
training; and I was on him constantly. One day we
stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between
errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room.
While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so
of course, I checked my seven-month-old daughter, and
she was clean. Then I realized that Matt had not asked
to go potty in a while, so I asked him and he said,
“No.” I kept thinking, “Oh Lord, that child has had an
accident and I don’t have any clothes with me.” Then I
said, “Matt, are you sure you did not have an
accident?” “No,” he replied. I just knew that he must
have, because the smell was getting worse. Sooooo…I
asked one more time, “Matt, did you have an accident?”
Matt jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over and
spread his cheeks and yelled…“SEE, MOM, IT’S JUST
FARTS!!!” While 100 people nearly choked to death on
their tacos, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat
down to eat his food as if nothing happened. I was
mortified! Some kind elderly people made me feel a lot
better, when they came over and thanked me for the
best laugh they had ever had!!! Another old gentleman
stopped us in the parking lot as we were leaving, bent
over to my son and said, “Don’t worry son, my wife
accuses me of the same thing all the time…I just
never had the nerve to make the point like you did.”