Richelle Dunn's face was so hot that it could fry an egg, and she really wanted to either play dead or dig a hole to bury herself in.
But as a mother of three children, she had to make the correct adult reaction to embarrassment, which was to hold her ground and not run away!
She coughed twice, reached for a tissue to wipe her mouth, and stretched out her other hand to pinch Timothy's chubby cheek.
"Tsk tsk, whose naughty child is this, who was fine but suddenly developed such a mouth?!"
She failed to grab the tissue, but instead, Roy Lewis, who was sitting next to her, naturally handed her one like he would do for their three children. He wiped her mouth and then the table.
Richelle's face turned even redder, and the three kids looked at them both with great interest, their eyes full of curiosity.
Tifanny, the fearless young girl, giggled teasingly at Richelle.
"Mommy, you're like Tifanny, a baby who needs Daddy's care!"
