I used to be a thumbsucker. My sister was a thumbsucker. My brother was a thumbsucker. My other sister was a thumbsucker.
We’re a family of thumbsuckers.
The need for security and comfort from our opposable digit was fleeting. We all quickly outgrew the habit by the age of five or so. He, he. Some of us needed more comfort than others.
My son started to suck his thumb when he was a few months old. Fine. I didn’t sweat it. I don’t like pacifiers. So when he found a way to self-soothe, I was ecstatic.
Do I worry about his thumbsucking? Nah.
Like I’ve said. We’re a family of thumbsuckers. And, I like to think that we turned out just fine.
So, I was a little put off when I was shopping today. I had just finished purchasing my stuff when the salesperson looked into my stroller and saw my son happily sucking away.
Oh! He shouldn’t do that! It’s bad!
Thanks for your input. But, I don’t recall asking for your opinion.
(Btw, I didn’t actually say anything back. I just smiled and wished bad karma upon her and her family.)
The next time he does that, you should pull his thumb out of his mouth.
The next time that I’m shopping here, you should mind your own damn business!
Why do I have to deal with the crazy ones?