My son isn't old enough to really embarrass me but my God-daughter did live with me for a while and I have a few of her stories:
I took Harley with me to try on some clothes at Lane Bryant and being 4 she asked all sorts of questions one of which was, "Why do they have these big tags on them?" I said those are to keep people from stealing the clothes. She said, "How do they work?" I said "When someone tries to steal it alerts and alarm and when they go out the door the alarm sounds." So we finish up and she are leaving when the alarm sound as we exit. Her eyes get wide, she takes a step back from me, points and covers her mouth and then yells, "YOU STOLE SOMETHING!" She kept repeating this as I'm trying to drag her back up to the front to get the tag taken off my purchase, embarrassed with everyone looking.
Harley's mother and I worked at the same pizza place and at this point they both lived with me. While I was waiting tables, Harley and her mom came in to get lunch. Bobbi had been wanting another baby and Harley desperately wanted another sibling. So I am standing at a table getting an order when Harley comes up and interrupts me by tugging on my apron and ask, "Will you help Mommy make me a baby sister?" I had to leave the table to explain that yes it takes two people but two of the opposite sex where she said, "No, it just takes two people who love each other. And you and Mommy do."