Came home from doing the groceries this afternoon. I unloaded the car, got Eli inside the house and proceeded to "air out" the house, i.e open the sliding door.
Once inside Eli instantly starts making a racket - he's obsessed with drums at the moment. He's found the maracas he left in the hall way from when I said we're going to the shops, and started to bang them loudly against our bin. Our internal bins are kept next to our table bench.
I yelled out to him very loudly "STOP MAKING THAT NOISE!!!" ... he stopped.
I grabbed the laundry basket so I can get the washing from the line. I step outside and a few seconds later I hear "Cam?!!" it's a friend who's at a neighbours place.
Friend: "Sounds like Eli's in trouble"
Me: *Wants to hide under a rock*
Has anyone else been caught in a candid compromising parenting moment?
