For those of you who are planning to have kids, have a little one who isn’t really talking yet, or just need a reminder, here’s why, even though we’re advised as parents to always talk to our kids, we really shouldn’t be telling them everything.
On our walk home from school, we bumped into a neighborhood mom with her toddler in a stroller. It was unseasonably warm and people were coming out of hibernation, lingering to say hello to familiar faces to breathe in more of the un-January air. We were no different.
Thumper was running after Little Miss on the sidewalk, “Wait…me!” but they both stopped when I did to exchange a few words about the incredible weather and remarks about kids being able to play outside again with this mom, who is, in essence, a stranger.
Little Miss, my loquacious preschooler, decided to join in our conversation.
Little Miss: “My name is Little Mis,s and this is Thumper.” (She used their real names, of course)
Neighbor: “Hi Little Miss! Hi Thumper!”
Little Miss: “Thumper calls me Missy, and she calls herself Thump.”
Little Miss: “I’m four…and Thumper is almost two. Her birthday is on May 28. And mine is on November 13.”
Neighbor: “Wow, you have a good memory.”
Little Miss: “My mommy is 37. And my daddy is 30. She is older than he is.”
I think, Lovely, reminding myself to snack me on my head later. No, wait. Smack her.
Neighbor: “I see. Well, I’m 32 and my husband is 32 as well.”
Me: “Hah. Kids, I tell ya. Good thing she doesn’t know my bank account number.”
And we left it at that.
It’s also a good thing that I’m open about my age. But I’m still an advocate of keeping some things from my kids. Especially my social security number.
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Has this ever happened to you before? What’s the worst thing your kids have repeated to strangers? Do you have any other advice for first-time or newbie parents?