Ha! I took Rubes to a gift shop yesterday to buy some ornaments for another event. Rubes kept pointing and asking "What's this?" I kept repeating, "Christmas Ornament, Pretty. No Touch." This lady walks by and says, "For God Sakes don't tell her it's a Christmas Ornament. You never do that. Makes it worse." She wasn't joking.
Dude. I know my kid. She's pretty good about not touching stuff no matter what I tell her. I'm not a fan of lying to Rubes until she discovers my crack pipe either. And she was being a perfect angel in the store. I know my limits, it was a good day, so I tried it out all prepared to leave at the first touch. I had my sh*t together woman!
The clerk heard the whole conversation and was all "WTF" too and then gave Rubes a sticker for being a good girl.
Ha! I took Rubes to a gift shop yesterday to buy some ornaments for another event. Rubes kept pointing and asking "What's this?" I kept repeating, "Christmas Ornament, Pretty. No Touch." This lady walks by and says, "For God Sakes don't tell her it's a Christmas Ornament. You never do that. Makes it worse." She wasn't joking.
The clerk heard the whole conversation and was all "WTF" too and then gave Rubes a sticker for being a good girl.
I don't get why you shouldn't tell a kid what a Christmas ornament is. Am I missing something? When my kid points to something I normally explain to her what it is, and what it's for. Hell, last night I explained in detail how to make a box of macaroni and cheese when she pointed to the box while I was making it. She looked at me in awe as I explained. It must have stimulated something in her brain because she ate a ton of it!