This evening as we were shifting kids around from practice to practice, etc. I ended up at my MIL’s house to get a child. While there, she got a call from Tigerfan saying he was on his way over to get Papaw to take the stitches out of his backside because his squeamish wife refuses to do it. I heard the conversation take place and Nana hung up.
Almost immediately, my phone rang. I picked it up and said, “he’s calling me to tell me now.” I then proceeded to answer the phone in the following manner: “let me guess, you are going to your mom’s so your dad can take the stitches out of your booty.”
“What?” came the reply. So I repeated myself. Then the voice of one of my good friends began asking what in the world I was talking about.
The moral of this story: always check to see who is calling before opening your big mouth. The upside is, at least it wasn’t a student, or my preacher, or a total stranger who just happened to call the wrong number!
