Yesterday I posted on FB:
This is a true story. I was in deep thought about whether I could better parent a little boy or girl when little Mateo did a power ranger-esque roll from under a Ross rack and started punching his dad in the back…. Unbothered, the dad continued talking to some adult on other side. His words were, “yeah, I had to leave church early because Mateo was in the hospital cause he drunk bleach!” The word “bleach” must have reminded Mom that her son was a terror and she yelled MATEOOOOOOO!” alll the way from the shoe department.
A few friends responded, and got me thinking about the things that made childhood special! Remember Mr. Yuk Stickers? They were the green stickers with the center of Poison stuff in your body places’ phone number. Another friend noted that her pediatrician gave her some as well! We need these back. They have multiple uses!