Never Too Old To Need Your Mommy: The Airport Bathroom Incident

My mom and I have shared many special moments throughout the years.

Several of those memories have been made as we travel to women's events where I speak. While my mom fondly remembers days of tea rooms and trellises, a favorite memory of mine occurred recently in the Nashville airport.

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Mom and I were preparing to load a plane headed back to Houston from Nashville and I decided to go to the restroom before we left. My mom quickly reminded me that I would not have time because we were due for boarding any minute and the restroom was two gates down from ours. I found this rather humorous, knowing that no matter how old I get, my mom continues to monitor my bathroom breaks. Promising to return quickly, I jumped from my seat and headed down the terminal. Upon finishing my business in the restroom, I reached for the toilet paper and found myself in a most peculiar position. Unbeknownst to me, as I had been unwrapping the toilet paper from the roll, the long strings of my sweatshirt had mysteriously become entangled in the toilet paper holder. The more I tried to free myself, the tighter I was bound to the toilet paper roll. With my head now glued to the wall above the paper holder, I did what any 40-something-year-old would do.

From that stall in the airport bathroom, I began yelling at the top of my lungs, "Mom! Mom! MUHHH-THERRRRRR!"

Amazingly, no matter how old a child grows, a mother instinctively hears their cry. This episode was no exception. With the speed of Superwoman, my mom sprinted past two gates, burst into the bathroom and screamed, "What is the matter with you?" "I am hung in the toilet paper roll holder," I cried. With a pause that seemed to last for eternity, she managed to utter her only word, "WHAT?" "You heard me," I quickly retorted. "The strings of my shirt are wound up in the toilet paper roll holder and I cannot get loose." "Well, just open the door," my mother suggested. Obviously, she did not realize the tug of war that had ensued inside that stall. The toilet paper roll holder had won, and I could not move forward, backward or sideways. I certainly could not reach the door. At this point, I could only imagine the janitors finding us at midnight as they put out their "wet floor" signs. The only alternative was for my mother to crawl under the door of the stall.

With the determination of a bull, my mother, the epitome of a Southern Bell, hiked up her skirt and started sliding under the bathroom door.

After what seemed like hours of wiggling and squeezing, she completed her mission and met me face to face with a warning unlike any I had heard from her before: "Don't you ever do this again." We stared at each other in disbelief, and then began to laugh uncontrollably.

Have any funny moments with your mom? Share in the comments!

Shannon Perry is a women's conference speaker, national recording artist, author, radio and TV show host. Her new TV show, "Grace in High Heels," airs on the NRB Network every Tuesday morning, broadcasting into over 23 million homes. For more information, visit www.ShannonPerry.com.