Today was a memorable day in which a whole new level of parental embarrassment was achieved...
Today Eamon's Tae Kwon Do teacher had to stop class to address Eamon's flatulence. In the end - pun intended - he finally entreated Eamon to, "...just go ahead and let it all out, man. Otherwise, I'm afraid you might explode. And at least this way maybe your mom will be willing to let you in the car after class." As I was covering my face, which was burning with shame, Eamon was maniacally giggling and passing gas, as eight year old boys are wont to do in such situations. Oh, and should I mention that his classmates were covering their noses with their doboks? *sigh*
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