After church, our family went out for bagels and coffee.  It was a lovely morning, the sun was shining, it was unseasonably warm, and the patio seating was full of happy customers.

We picked a table not too far from a woman reading the Sunday newspaper and settled in.  Making small talk, my boys asked Charlene if they had heard the story about how I had recently embarrassed myself.

“Oh, the one where I was in the car and waved to someone who I thought was my boss, but it probably wasn’t and I am too ashamed to ask if it was her?,” I responded.

“No, the one where you thought people at Target knew you, but they were waving at someone else,” they requested (see Mistaken Identity).

The woman sitting at the other table overheard our antics and offered, “It sure sounds like you have plenty of embarrassing moments.”

My wife smiled and said with all honesty, “Yes, when he has just one, it’s a good day.”

True, so true.  It’s good to know that your family delights in who you are, embarrassing moments and all.