Temptations

As I got out of my car the other day, I noticed that a bird had pooped on the hood of my car. Not the really runny smeared bird poop, more pellet like. Just a nice little turd right in perfect reaching distance for a pair of five year old hands. I didn't do anything about it, nor did I think that my child would try to touch it...

When Lexi decided it was time to play outside, I grabbed my book, set up the lawn chair and began to read. I had forgotten all about the fecal matter on my car. Lexi was playing as usual. Often times talking to her babies and making noises of some sort. However, after a short period of time I noticed a silence. All mothers know the silence that I'm talking about. The silence that screams my child is up to no good.

The next thing I knew, there was my child walking over to me with her gaze fixated on her hands. Sure enough she was holding a nice piece of bird poop between her tiny little fingers.

Lexi: "Mom, this was on our car"

Me: "awwwww, Lexi... do you know what that is?"

Lexi: "well... I'm not sure but I really wanted to touch it"

Me: "Honey that's bird poop. Put it down and go wash your hands"

Lexi: "BIRD POOP? GROOSSSSS"

Me: "It's OK a bird pooped on me one time, you'll live I promise"

Lexi: "a bird pooped on you? where? let me see."

Me: "never mind honey, lets go wash your hands"

I then tried to tell Lexi that she should ask mommy before she touches something when she doesn't know what that something is. I said "Lexi what did we learn today?" She replied "well, I learned not to pick up the white things on our car cuz it's bird poop." Maybe not the exact lesson I had hoped she would learn, but I'll take it!