What Audrey wants you to know is that we got to hang out with my parents recently. We went to a science museum for kids in Lansing, Michigan. The museum is called Impression 5, and I highly recommend it.
After the kiddos fully tired us adults out, we went to dinner at a nearby buffet-style restaurant. There wasn’t a lot of seating, so we grabbed the first table we saw that was large enough for the six of us.
Sadly, this table was RIGHT next to the fountain pop machine.
So there’s two problems with this situation.
1) We get front row seats to all walks of life.
2) Tyler simply CAN NOT talk quietly.
While sitting at the table that was way too close to the pop machine, Tyler looked at me with a grin across his face.
“Daddy,” Tyler says, much too loudly, “do you see that really big, really fat man with the really big, really fat belly?”
I’ve no doubt that the man heard Tyler, just as I’ve no doubt that every table surrounding us heard too. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling and giggling just a little bit as I attempted to tell Tyler “You can’t say that, buddy.”
I couldn’t be mad at him. When we watch cartoons or read books where there is a comically large person, we say something along the lines of what he said. He didn’t say it with any malicious intent and wasn’t making fun of the guy. We was, quite simply, stating what he saw…. very loudly.
And, in Tyler’s defense… that man was very, very large.