You know, that “thing” that some people have in their head that prevents them from saying some things OUT LOUD.
Most people have them. Some people don’t.
My 3-year-old, Hayden, falls into the “don’t” category. He proved that to me at his older brother’s baseball game.
I was talking with another mom when he tapped her on the back. She turned around, expecting Hayden to say something like, “My big bwother is the catcher” or some other cute toddler statement.
Instead, Hayden pulled his shorts down in the front, showing his “goods” to the entire bleachers, and said, “Check it out.” Nice.
I promise, we aren’t teaching him this stuff. I honestly wanted to crawl into a hole.
Just hand me the shovel.