Sunday my husband and I packed the boys in the car and drove out to our favorite park for pictures. We got some cute ones for sure, and I can’t wait to frame them, but the one I want to talk about today honestly could not have come at a more appropriate time. Yup. That’s my 3 year old giving the sky the middle finger.
Or is he?
Actually, he was pointing at the toy I was jiggling behind his dads head to get him to smile. I didn’t and don’t think anything of it because he has just always pointed that way. We’ve tried showing him how to use his pointer finger but this is just how his little motor skills work so it is what it is.
Then TJ Maxx happened.
Last weekend I was in the checkout line with the boys exchanging a product and Gabriel pointed (with his middle finger, of course) at the security screens they have that record customer interactions with the clerks. He was really excited to see himself on TV and he wanted me to share his enthusiasm. I thought nothing of it until one of the ladies in line behind me smarted off to another, “teaching the boy good habits young, I see.”
At first I was embarrassed.
And then I was angry.
Firstly, mind ya dammmmmmmmmmmn-business (channeling my inner Kevin Heart).
Secondly, who says the productive use of a middle finger is a “bad habit?” Some people earn the right to be flashed “the finger” every now and again.
And thirdly, maybe if we as a society spent less time worrying about the finger gestures of a 3 year old, and more time worrying about things that are actually relevant (like our loss of family values in a materialistically driven society, our lack of real healthcare reform, and the massive amounts of student debts that our government is allowing our citizens to amass for degrees that could not possibly EVER qualify them for a job that will pay enough to meet repayment standards), we’d be a lot better off.
But I didn’t say. Not anything. I just smiled politely at the clerk, made my exchange and walked out of the store with my boys. And now I can’t help but wonder if by saying nothing… if by avoiding confrontation and staying comfortable, am I the bigger person? Or am I now just as responsible for their ignorance by knowing better but saying nothing at all?
He’s such a cutie, though, isn’t he!? Bird and all 😛