How ‘bout a blooper moment in front of the birth family?  We adopted our daughter at birth, with an open adoption.  When she was about 2, we went out to eat lunch with her birth mother & grandmother.  She had recently discovered parts of her anatomy, so our sweet daughter suddenly announced to ALL that she has “a hole in [her] private area!”  I know I turned 5 shades of red!!!

Yours is priceless.  Our daughter loves this cajun resturant that is our once a week meal out, so she is pretty comfortable there.  She always says “yummy in my tummy”, when she likes something. So this particular day she was high energy and decided she would take a bite and yell,“YUMMY IN MY TUMMY’ to the whole place.  Needless to say they all quited, stared, and started laughing at the same time.

Haha!  Great topic of discussion.  I can think of two.  After I scrubbed every inch of my house for the homestudy we had our visit.  After the social worker left I looked and right next to her chair the cat had coughed up a hairball.  I could have died of embarrassment.  I never knew if she saw it or not.  Then at the finalization of our son’s adoption,  the judge asks “are you of sound mind, financially capable,  ...... of raising a child?”  My husband says “sound mind?  I’m not sure about that”.  He thought he was being funny but I could have strangled him right there!

In preparing for our home visit I did a lot of cleaning to include washing our living room curtains.  After the curtains were washed I put them in the dryer.  Then our dryer died and we had a new one delivered and the old one removed-with our curtains still in it!!  I didn’t figure this out until the day before our home visit and there was no time to buy new ones.  I was so embarrassed not having any curtains on our huge living room window. So I decided to tell the story of our missing curtains to our social worker, who laughed and said she never would have noticed!  Those missing curtains served a purpose, it was in that moment of honesty that I began to relax and just enjoyed conversation and visiting with our social worker.  Perfection was not a requirement.

Our biggest blooper came at our second post-placement visit, which took place actually at the SW’s office. We hadn’t yet fully uncovered our DD’s lactose intolerance. All we knew was that it was very difficult for her to go. Shortly after the meeting started, and thankfully right after the SW handed DD back to me, she pushed so hard that she successfully moved her bowels IN A BIG WAY and threw up all over me at the same time. (Not uncommon back then.) I think the fact that I was so non-plussed about it really helped but it was like one of those times when you’re like REALLY? NOW? Thanks baby. Follow-on: Our third post-placement visit was also at the agency, after we switched formula. DD still had a major diaper incident (she loves to poop at the agency I guess) but no throwing up this time. I wasn’t vaguely embarrassed that time but it occurs to me as I type this that DD has never gotten through a SW meeting without a total costume change. Too funny.

I don’t even remember what the comment was… but Kevin started with the statement to the SW with “Scott will kick me under the table when I say this..” and he proceeded by telling her whatever it was.  After he was done… the SW looked at me and said… “go ahead, I would kick him too”  It was probably one of the only funny moments we had with the SW!

Thankfully, it wasn’t in front of our social worker, but we just met our daughter’s biological grandparents last weekend, and in the course of having lunch with them, my daughter poured an entire cup of ice water on her biological brother. That was mostly funny, but later on I was trying to keep her from grabbing stuff on the table, and knocked over an entire glass of ice water on her bio-grandmother! I was absolutely horrified! Thank goodness they were such lovely, understanding people!!