After Mom And Dad Put Kids To Bed, Things Get X-Rated. Then They Hear A Voice That Leaves Them…
After putting their kids to bed, this mother and father went to enjoy themselves until they hear something that leaves them....
There are numerous things that can go wrong while being a parent. One mother shares her story of a pretty awkward slip-up in front of her daughter while in bed with her significant other is now going viral.
According to MommyPage, blogger Emma Lou Harris shared her funny story of the traumatizing moment her little girl walked in on her and her significant other in the middle of a passionate moment. The blog instantly went viral as other parents had moments that were similar and full of the embarrassment that the mother expressed.
Harris described the event in a Facebook post:
“There’s an inevitable moment in every parent’s life when your children catch a glimpse of something you’d much rather they didn’t.
Something that the retinas of any grown adult human would need a full lifetime and then some to erase from their [traumatized] memory boxes but your own child?
Fortnightly shrink sessions for life and replacement eyes are a must.
And I would give serious consideration to hypnosis.
I’d had two full beers that night and
Joe had emptied the dishwasher without having to be asked.
I knew right then and there it was game on if you know what I mean.
We shipped the kids to bed as quick as [lightning] and the very moment they slipped into a slumber, Mission slipping into other things commences for us as we hopped on straight down to enjoy ourselves.
Things were getting heated.
We were just getting to the bit of the act about half way through where you actually consider going professional and you wonder why you ain’t teaching these kinda moves on some sort of intense weekend course for beginners.
Ye know, your about 2 mins in and all of a sudden people be thinking they some sort of Christian and Anastasia yoga instructors.
It was getting hotter than [hell] and I was trying to hold in the noises.
There were nails digging and hair pulling and headboards knocking and we were JUST about to be reminded whyyyyyyyyy the HELL I ever put up with this [dude] leaving his crap all over the house when suddenly,
My panic sweat glands jump into emergency mode busting open like a military operation and my private area zips itself up to my back immediately before I’ve even had a chance to turn my head.
I look up to see a moving smudge of [color] in a ‘my little pony’ night gown rubbing its eyes and [whining].
I pray to the baby Jesus that we have a poltergeist and I also pray it’s legally blind.
My vision is blurred with both the sheer fright and with truth tears over fears of who I’ll find behind the blur of doom.
I knew the answer.
In that same split second, I hear a small girl scream. It’s Joe, it was the noise accompanied by him leaping off me higher than a kangaroo hurdler.
I watched him, almost in slow motion fly through the air in panic, the anaconda swerving all over the place threatening to strangle me to death in the act.
Seriously, the thing nearly slapped me in the face and blackened the eyes off me on it’s jump up there.
I sit up in a rush, my [behind] is still lingering up at my throat where it jumped and hid at the first “m” of “mammy”. My hair is looking like I’ve just had the misfortune of science project exploding in my face. Joe is huddled in the corner of the room under a white duvet, rocking back and forth like he’s going through an exorcism all the while muttering pleads to Jesus under his breathe that this isn’t happening.
After another few blinks my vision becomes clear and I see .
It’s Frankie, my poor poor misfortunate child.
She’s standing at the side of our bed.
For how long ?
She’s rubbing her eyes and momentarily I consider the fact that she may actually be trying to scratch them out.
She tells me she’s lost her soother in her bed and she needs me to look for it.
She wanders into her room and says nothing.
Puts her soother in and goes back to sleep while me and Joe stay awake all night staring at the ceiling and speak not one word to each other.
I don’t know what she saw that night.
I can’t say for definite if she saw too much or if she saw anything at all.
All I know is if, in the future, My poor innocent child ever comes to me and tells me she remembers a very vivid dream where two large warthogs were trying to give each other a hoosh over a wall or that two tapers were playing an aggressive game of twister, well,
I guess I’ll have my answer.
I and Joe are due to finish our Trauma Counselling sometime in the year 2045.”
People who had very similar stories rushed in, as they all felt the need to tell embarrassing stories as well.
“This has literally made me laugh out loud, just what I needed after today,” one fan noted. “You keep it real and describe things so humorously, honestly please write a book!x”
“Once my oldest (then four) walked in on us. We were mostly covered up I [laid] with my tummy down quickly,” one other person shared. “He asked my husband why we weren’t wearing shirts. My husband told him we got too warm.”