That one time
"That time you
peed your pants."
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We all have *that* time we did it, right? If you're really,
really lucky, it was while you were still young enough to be excused, or old
enough to just laugh it off instead.
Or, you might be like me, whose claim to the experience is
firmly in my late 20s (too old AND too young!)
The details are a little hazy a few years down the road, but
I remember some things with crystal clarity. I was with a bunch of family
members, having wandered down to a park near my aunt and uncle's house in St.
Paul , Minnesota
I don't remember precisely what I was supposed to be doing
at the exact moment it happened--the moment I peed my pants-- but I do remember
that the screw-ups of one person after another, along with wisecracks and
insults, had all of us laughing and breathless as we swung and missed, and ran
and failed to reach home. Our spectacular unathleticism was so silly that my
face already hurt from laughing, and then it happened.
I swung, I missed, I fell over, I let out a giant peal of
laughter, and was shocked to find the telltale body-warm squirt of liquid
letting go before my conscious control kicked in and stopped my bladder from
emptying any further. In my amazement that this had actually just happened, I
yelled out, "I peed!" and broke down laughing even more, which had everyone else laughing to the point
of tears too. The game came to an abrupt
end as I headed off to solve my new wardrobe problem.
My stepdaughter, then probably 9 or 10, was the most
horrified of us all, having a hard time believing that an adult could pee their
pants in public like that, since in her world, only babies did that. She kept
her distance from me all day! My husband and sister, naturally, came up with
all sorts of ways to simultaneously mock me and reassure me it was fine, while
my mom, with the freedom of age and the wisdom of motherhood, simply laughed
and gave me her sweatshirt to tie around my waist.
And, of course, it remained a "Remember when?"
story for our little family for years to come, until its very existence now
causes eyerolls and strained nods from the teenage Shaylyn. But it still
makes me grin and giggle to recall the pure silliness and joy of that
ridiculous baseball game.
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