Inappropriate? Probably, but coincidentally, well-timed.

I recently attended a family funeral with two of my children, my son and my youngest daughter.  Their great-grandfather had made it to almost a century, at 96+ years old!  After the ceremony and burial, we all went to a restaurant for a very nice lunch with cloth napkins and all.  My daughter had gotten up to use the restroom and my son and I were just talking at the booth we were sitting in.  At one point, after some squirming around and a strange look from him, I mentioned that we had been sitting there so long that my skirt
(which was obviously black) had about worked its way to resting at about just around my waist.  About a minute later, my daughter returned from the bathroom (as if on cue) and picked up one of the black, cloth napkins and said to me, "Here is your skirt!"  My son's eyes about popped out of his head believing for a minute that it really was my skirt.  I was also shocked that she had said that based on what I had just said.  It was such a coincident that she even came up with that on her own! We had a good laugh even though it was a sad day.

Naughty or Nice?

Around 11:00 one Friday night, I needed to get gas and my teenage son wanted to come with me.  I was in my pajamas and decided not to change because I was just getting gas at the pump.  My pajamas consist of a Victoria Secret nightshirt with leggings.  Once we got there, I got the gas all set up and then my son decided he wanted to get something from Highs, which is the convenient store associated with the gas station.  Neither of us had cash, so I needed to go inside so he could use my credit card.  I had noticed that this particular Highs had just recently put in two tables, and tonight a group of men were seated at each.  Great.  As I reluctantly walked across the parking lot towards the Highs, my son said to me, "You might want to put a jacket on over your shirt."  A million reasons of why he might be saying that ran through my head immediately, except for the real reason.  I asked him why.  He said, "Read your shirt." It said, "I do Naughty Nicely".   I thought, "Of course it does." Then he said, "I thought about waiting until we got into the store and then saying, 'Nice Shirt!' to you from across the store."  (This was one of those good mom moments where you know you did something right along the way and it came back to you in a positive way!)