I’m thinking of my rambunctious grandchildren right now, especially when they were around four or five years old. I’m minding my own business, sitting in the waiting room at my dermatologist for my yearly checkup. A tad nervous.
An obviously frazzled mother is also here with her little son and daughter.
The little fellow speaks up/SCREAMS UP every few seconds.
“Mommy needs to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
“I need to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
To the cute and quiet little sister: “You are a poo poo.”
The mother tries to rein him in: “There are other people here. And they don’t want to hear you.”
(From my perspective she was wrong. I am all ears.)
The little fellow: “They all just need to poo poo.”
I inwardly cackled as I was called back to see the doc.
As I was waiting in the examination room, I decided to Google the “kid fascination with poop thing.”
Did you know there are books written on this subject?!
And there’s research being done on it?!
And programs to deal with it?!
My perspective: Don’t let them be cruel or obnoxious, but Let Kids be Kids.
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