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Dave and the kids had to stop by a retail place today, and the person behind the counter apparently had a giant zit. So as they were all standing there, Addie J suddenly focused in on the nose, then said, “What is wrong wif you NOSE??” Dave said he tried to redirect her, but she kept going: “You hurt!! Are you okay? Awwww….. lookit you NOSE!!!”
So a horrified Dave came home and told me the whole story. “Maybe they didn’t hear her?” I suggested. “Yeah, maybe not,” Dave replied. “Although, the odds that they didn’t hear her are basically zero, unless they were deaf. You know how freaking loud she is.”
So, I ask you: how would you have handled this one in the moment?
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Hilarious!! I would have peed my pants laughing, that’s what I would have done!!
I’ve been in the position of being the object of toddler fascination and inappropriate comments. Not because of a monster zit, but because I am not the most glaringly feminine woman on the planet. When I was much, much skinnier my short hair and washboard chest prompted more than one kid to stare at me with their head tilted to the side and ask if I was a boy or a girl. Sometimes they asked their parents and sometimes they asked me. The parents were inevitably horrified and either apologetic or suddenly needed urgently somewhere else. Anyway, even though I am not really a kid person (kids that I know are just fine but I would never seek them out by, say, working amongst them) I was never upset by their questions. If they were talking to me I would tell them that I’m a girl. If they hadn’t been hustled away yet they would ask why I have short hair I’d just tell them that I like it. This usually ended it because they were coming from a place of curiosity and not judgement.
Sadly (sort of) this no longer happens much anymore because I am no longer skinny and no one old enough to form sentences would mistake hips as anything other than child-bearing.
So my message is that it’s possible that this person just wrote it off as a Kids Say The Darndest Things situation. Or not. If Addie starts getting random pains (or possibly sudden gum-curable death) there may be a little voodoo doll being held by a resentful pizza-face out there.
This picture freaks me out.