What was a Funny embarrassing parent/kid moment?

[Little6pack]

Ok we have all had those embarrassing kid/teen PARENT encounters. Let Hear some stories!

Ok here is mine.
At 16 years old with parents & lil brother in 1976 driving back home from visit to relatives in Fresno Calif.
(It took us about 6/7 days to drive cross country one way.) We took the northern route home San Fran CA> Reno NV > Salt lake UT> Cheyenne WY> Lincoln NE> Chi town> Niagra falls> Home.

Some place in NO Mans land I don't remember exactly I think between Cheyenne & Lincoln NE real flat land every exit looks the same & gas stations on runner road next to highway.

We pull up to gas up. Of course back then gas was pumped by an attendant. We wait & nobody comes out. My mom being the impatiant hot head Italian needles my dad to get out & go get the attendant. I look over & see the guy sitting at the desk not moving.
I notice a womans head bobbing :biggrin: I see my dad start for the office & do a 180. My mom is PIZZED! that he comes back without the attendant.

I am laughing because my dad was smart enough to see what was going on.
He said lets go we will get gas at another station. She harps on him as we are driving the big 1971 Chevy to the next station. He finally Blurts out to her to shut up that the guys was getting a B - J. They did not talk for the rest of day. I was laughing when he belted it out.

 

[John Larkin]

My buddy had a funny one before I met him. He and his little brother (about 7 and 5 at the time) would come home from school and then his mom would take their housekeeper home with the boys riding in the backseat. The housekeeper was a colored lady. So one day, his little brother was mad at him about something. They come home and it's time to take the housekeeper. Mom drives, housekeeper sits passenger front, brother gets in the back behind Mom and buddy sits to the right of him. As they are driving, his brother pops off "Whites on the left, blacks on the right" to insult him by calling him black. Brother doesn't think of the housekeeper, who IS black, sitting in front of my buddy. His mom was so embarrassed. True story.

 

[usetaboost]

Embarrasing parent/kid moment...

how bout walking in on your parents . Oh yes, I pulled out that can of worms

 

[TR Custom Parts]

Went to a church supper with my family and we were late as usual. About 250 people present and we walked in to the hall as the pastor was saying the prayer before the dinner. My mother had spent all day making the perfect cheesecake and put it in a covered cake pan. I was holding it by the handle and when the pastor said amen the bottom of the pan fell out and the cheesecake fell to the floor.:biggrin: Pretty embarassing for an 8 year old kid. Probably why I never go to church.:smile:

 

[turbojimmy]

While not an embarrassing-in-public kind of thing, we were talking with my 7-year-old son over dinner last night and he mentioned that he created this imaginary character that he entertains his school friends and teacher with (he's in first grade). This guy's name is 'Fast Man' or something like that. He zooms around and runs into things. My son draws him as a comic. One of the most important features of Fast Man is his favorite drink: Bud Light. When my wife asked what his teacher thought of that, my son said "she just giggled".

Jim

 

[ttypewhite]

I remember when I was a kid and my Mom was taking my brother and I downtown on the subway train. We would always try and get in the first train so we can look out front to get the best view and chat to the driver. The front train had a window that would open a bit. So my brother and I always stuck our face there so the air would distort our skin. When we got off the train with a crowd of people everywhere my brother and I go, "Wow Mom, that was a awesome blow job". The innocence of a yute. We were only 8 and 6 years old with no clue of what a blow job was.:redface: We must have repeated that 10 times before Mom pull us aside and said, "hey you two, enough of that talk. Its not a blow job, its just wind in your face. What you are saying makes no sense". But the look on her face was priceless after she had 20" eyes when we yelled it the first time.

 

[Junior Samples]

While not an embarrassing-in-public kind of thing, we were talking with my 7-year-old son over dinner last night and he mentioned that he created this imaginary character that he entertains his school friends and teacher with (he's in first grade). This guy's name is 'Fast Man' or something like that. He zooms around and runs into things. My son draws him as a comic. One of the most important features of Fast Man is his favorite drink: Bud Light. When my wife asked what his teacher thought of that, my son said "she just giggled".

Jim

 

[BlackMetal]

"Wow Mom, that was a awesome blow job".

LOL

 

[BuickMike]

My 3 year old nephew has embarrassed my sister a couple times pretty good, and every time in the supermarket.

On one occasion they strolled by a guy in a wheelchair and my nephew said "VROOM VROOM". As if this wasn't enough, he followed up with, "do a burnout!". :biggrin:

Another time they were in line and there was a black lady in front of them. He looked up at her and said, "Wow, you look like chocolate milk." Luckily, she took it as the compliment he intended it to be.

 

[faster]

When our son was three he asked my wife "what is gravity". Where he came up with the notion of gravity I'll never know but she shows him how thinks fall when you let go of them and he says "okay" and walks away. He comes back a little later and asks how his new sister got out of mommy's tummy. My wife had just had our daughter. How do you explain the birthing process to a three year old? As my wife is stalling to come up with an appropriate answer, my son says "I know mommy, gravity". "That's right son" says my wife!

Mikey

 

[Junior Samples]

When my daughter was 3 or 4 we were all at Detroit Metro waiting to catch our flight, Jessie kept tugging at me, and tugging and right as this guy was walking by with his big turban on his head, she looks up at him with these big eyes and says

WOW A WISH MAN!

 

[Ray R]

Me and my 4 year old son were at the GS nationals last year. While we were walking around he says he has to go to the restroom. We get there and the place is packed with people. We wait what feels like forever when a stall finally opens up. I help his do his bussiness and then take my turn. While I am going he looks up at me and exclaims loudly. DADDY YOU GOT A BIG WEE WEE! :biggrin: Not sure if I should be proud or run and hide at that point.

 

[Rafs-T-Type]

This one time when I was a little kid...maybe 5?..My grandparents took me and my brother downtown to see all the christmas lights and what not...and have hot chocolate..well on the train ride back I kept yelling make the train pull over make the train pull over I'm going to be sick..they exclaimed we're almost home you'll be ok..I said no I'm...then leaned over the rail (we were on the upper deck), and puked and puked and puked..people were running and screaming everywhere...then when I'm done they put my head out the window I said too late I'm done now...Then when we got back to their condo I for some reason announced to people in the lobby that I threw up on the train to which some replied...yeah we know, we were there.

I'm pretty sure my grandparents were pretty embarrassed

 

[SilverSleeper]

When I was 15, we weren't that well off. For my birthday, my parents really couldn't afford anything that year, so what my mom did was take me out on a back road in our van, and teach me to drive. Mind you, this is NY, no license, no permit, nothing. I was doing pretty good. There weren't any cars on the road besides me. But when I finally had a car coming the other way, it freaked me out a little bit and I almost drove us into the ditch. Of course, the other car was driven by someone my mother knew, and knew I wasn't 16 yet, so she was a bit nervous as well after that.

I remember the first time I took the Buick to the track. My dad had no idea, he would have killed me. But mom knew where I was going. Of course, I get back, tell mom I had a good time, etc. Until we realize my dad is about to come home, and my dial in numbers were still written on the car!! So we are out there scrubbing the windows to try and get the stuff off when my dad drives up. He's like, what are you doing? Mom says, oh stupid birds crapped all over, we're just cleaning it up...lol.
Along those same lines, I had BFG drag radials that I bought sitting near the car, I was going to go get them put on, and my dad walks in the house and asks me why I need "Drag Radials"? I had some explaining to do there... :redface:

And there are countless times my best friend (who I've known all but the first 4 years of my life) and I would get into some sort of trouble, and either end up having to explain something to my parents, or his parents. His parents were like my parents. Mom was easy going, let us have fun, be kids. Dad was kinda uptight, didn't understand cars, thought goofing around should be punishable. And boy did we do some stupid crap in our time. Having to try and explain how we got hurt doing the simplest of things (casually riding around the yard, even though we were actually playing stunt daredevil with his 3 wheeler over jumps at the gravel pit..) was a challenge more often than not. Some of the best stories we have are things our moms let us do, which we would screw up, break something, hurt ourselves, and then have to try and explain it to dad how we weren't doing anything remotely dangerous, yet we still managed to have to go to the hospital somehow... lmao!

 

[TR Custom Parts]

I see I already posted on this old thread but what the hell, just thought of another one.

About 10 years old, was having a neighborhood war with another kid about 3 houses down from mine. Rock throwing, stuff like that nothing real hostile. Was outside his house and saw his mother looking out the front door and decided to give her a couple of middle finger salutes.

Well, during supper time there is a knock at the back door and it is the mother and she tells my father and mom what I did. Needless to say I didn't get to finish supper and then my father proceeded to tell me what it meant (10 years old in 1966 remember, not like the kids today) He then takes out his nice wide leather belt to tan the general area that I was telling my friend's mother to stick it. My father denies doing that to this day. Hey, I was there and you don't forget things like that.:biggrin:

I am still friends with that guy today and recently his mom passed away. Went to her funeral and was telling the story to my friend and his brothers after the service back at their house and had a good laugh about it.