I was in a public restroom at a museum in Ann Arbor, MI today, which is not really newsworthy in and of itself. What was noteworthy was the babbling of a toddler girl a couple of stalls down.
Let’s pause for a bit, shall we? Toddlers are both terrifying – and fascinating to me. One of my most recent interactions with a toddler involved a 2 year old girl in 2017, whom was a tad bit younger than 2, which would make her like Cindy Lou Who, whom also was not more than 2. She even looked like Cindy Lou Who from How The Grinch Stole Christmas. I had “lent” her one of my rubber finger tentacles to play with, and though her older brother gave his back when asked – she threatened to “turn on the waterworks.” So I let her keep it, her daddy said later she didn’t want to give it up. Another cultist for Cthulhu, lol? Pick your battles, I say… I would end up buying a pink finger tentacle as a replacement a short time later that I KNOW this little girl would want that one more than a green one.
Fast forward to today, shall we? Toddlers have always been both fascinating and terrifying to me. They’re fascinating in that they tend to have no filters, and terrifying in that they’re “quasi humans.” Case in point the dialogue uttered by the toddler girl in the public restroom today:
My butt, my butt…I’m doing pee so I have to do it this way.
One of those cases where I was curious to learn more, but also…terrified.
Glad I never became a mommy! 😂