It was Sunday afternoon, and Paul had left to go to his beloved Phish show in Charlotte. After Brady's nap I decided we should make a Target run. I needed some things, and I needed to get some items on Brady's preschool supply list. So, we hopped in the car to do a little shopping.
We are perusing through the isles checking off our list when I decide to go look at the nail polish. There was a woman already standing in front of the shelf with the polish. I am pushing the cart with Brady in it, so I just kind of hang out behind her looking over her shoulder at the colors. All of a sudden Brady lets one rip! It was so loud, and it basically vibrated the floor. The lady turned around and gave me a pretty dirty look. I looked at Brady and said "excuse you!" But, I know she was probably thinking that was just my cover up. I think I got some looks from some of the other by standers as well. It was classic.
I had prepared myself for the future embarrassment that I am sure to endure once Brady is talking, but didn't think he could already accomplish the public embarrassment. I know this is just the beginning.
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