Updated: Jan 4
When my daughter was about four years old, we took the kids camping. The morning of day four of our trip, she and I headed to the community shower room to clean up.
Previously, on day one, I had found an old disposable razor stashed in our camper, and (desperate times) earned myself a horrible case of razor rash in the nether regions.
As I opened the curtain to step out and grab my towel, my daughter yelled loudly, "Oh my God, Mom!! YOU HAVE BUMPS ALL OVER YOUR PEE PEE!!" I didn't know whether to die laughing, die of humiliation, or choke her out in the shower stall. She wasn't wrong, and I was mortified! Freaking kids.