Despite the fact that he's been potty trained for a year, my 3 year old son, Connor, is very proud of the fact that he washes his hands after pooping. So proud, in fact, that he insists on making me smell his hands after he leaves the bathroom so that I can bask in the refreshing aroma of liquid Softsoap.
I am torn between my two choices. Option A is to continue to faux sniff his hands and say "Ahhh, like roses" all the while in my head I 'm thinking: he couldn't have done that good of a job washing, he's only 3 after all. Right now I'm inhaling poop molecules.
Option B is to flat out tell him, "I don't want your poop molecules clogging up my lungs". But then I am left to wonder, will he continue to do a mediocre job washing his hands, or give up all together after this ego blow from Mommy?
Perhaps it is an unspoken truth of motherhood: your lungs are going to be clogged with poop molecules no matter what, so might as well keep your kid's ego intact.


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