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From Scoops to…

So I’ve got this kid… and we were at the grocery store the other day with his sister and Aunt. We were cruising the bulk food section, and I looked over to see my normally well-behaved child with the lid to the pretzel bin open and his head stuck in, about to lick a pretzel!
I snatched him away, horrified, and asked him what in the world he thought he was doing, and he certainly knew better than that, and if he thought he was going to behave THAT way again he was sadly mistaken… all the usual mom-isms. He looked at me, totally bewildered and saddened by my outburst, and pointed out the sign on each bin.

“I was just doing what it says, Mom,” said my precocious reader. ” See? It says, ‘Do not use hands. Use scoop or tongues.’ ”
I clapped my hand over my mouth and quickly steered my cart around to the next aisle, where I burst out laughing. In a moment or two I was able to compose my face enough to push back around the corner again to where my even more bewildered son was standing.
“No no, honey” I corrected him gently, ” it says “use TONGS”, not tongues. ”
Ohhh.
Sometimes a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.

Posted by Tracy on Aug 6th 1992 | Filed in So I've got this kid... | Comments (0)