I remember one Saturday evening back a few years ago, when we were living in a different house and only had one little guy. I had spent the day doing yard work, and the three of us were sitting together at dinner. Foremost on my mind that evening was evidence of moles that I had found in the yard. I didn’t (and still don’t) know any good cure for moles, and my wife and I were tossing back and forth possible solutions.<\/p>\n
When our (almost 2 year old) son asked what a mole was, I explained that it was kind of like a mouse. It took him a while to accept that a mole was, in fact, like a mouse, but he finally did.<\/p>\n
A few seconds later, he looked at his momma. Back then, she had a mole by the temple of her left eye. It wasn’t an unattractive thing, but certainly noticeable to little kids. He pointed to it. “That’s a mouse!”<\/p>\n
We laughed. If a mole is like a mouse, and momma had a mole on her face, then it stood to reason (for a toddler) that momma was growing mice out of her face.<\/p>\n
We explained that there were different kinds of moles. Some were like mice and some were… not.<\/p>\n
He pointed at her mole again. “No, that’s not a mouse. That’s a pineapple!”<\/p>\n
Needless to say, momma doesn’t have that particular pineapple any more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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