I OPENLY (and repeatedly) mistook one of Hudson's classmates DAD for his GRANDPA!!!!
"Oh Lucky Ian! He gets to go to the Eco Museum with his Grandpa!" I joyously said OUT LOUD...purposely being friendly, as we walked into the school at the same time.
Being the polite Canadian he is, he never corrected me (and no, there is NO WAY IN HELL he didn't hear me...unless he's deaf, which unfortunately he's not).
Later that fieldtrip, I heard the teachers addressing him as Ian's "Dad".
So so so embarrasing.
Lesson learned...I should never talk. Ever.