A few years back, during a visit to some family friends, I encountered a particularly embarrassing moment. Our kids were the same age and were energetically playing while the adults conversed. At one point, I entered the kitchen for a drink of water and was met with a shocking sight—my child’s filthy socks crumpled on our friend’s kitchen counter.
Before you assume that this could be forgiven as a toddler’s blunder, I must clarify: my child was 10 years old.
Regrettably, this was not an isolated incident. I like to think of myself as somewhat cultured. Our family enjoys a good laugh at flatulence jokes, but that’s about the extent of our rough edges. My partner and I have consistently attempted to instill proper manners in our children, aiming to raise them to be as presentable as possible. Yet, I can’t shake the feeling that we have fallen short.
One of my children, whom I shall refer to as Charlie, had a rather revolting habit of picking their nose and wiping it on their pillow every night. I can only assume this happened nightly, as the sheets would reveal a disconcerting array of dried remnants during laundry day. Simply revolting.
All three of our kids went through a phase of picking their noses despite our guidance on using tissues, our constant reminders to keep their fingers away from their nostrils, and our insistence that they wash their hands whenever we caught them mining for treasure. Yet, the booger-picking continued unabated.
As if that weren’t enough, we occasionally witnessed the appalling act of them not just picking but also consuming their finds. Just writing that makes my stomach churn. I can still vividly recall one instance when Charlie, at the tender age of four, was at a crowded table when they decided to dig deep into their nasal cavity. After a stern reminder to remove their finger from their nose, they pulled out a substantial booger and, in a horrifying moment, popped it into their mouth as if it were a piece of candy. The scene unfolded in slow motion, with my desperate plea for a tissue echoing in my mind as my child consumed their “snack” in a public restaurant.
I often wonder where we went wrong. Are children inherently messy creatures? Does it truly require years of training to mold them into civilized beings with an understanding of societal norms? Are our kids merely on the distasteful side of the normal spectrum?
I know that others often judge us, pointing fingers at my partner and me for these primitive behaviors. After all, we are the parents, aren’t we? Shouldn’t we have done a better job? Every time one of my kids does something unseemly, I feel compelled to hold up a sign proclaiming, “I PROMISE WE’RE NOT RAISING THEM LIKE THIS!”
My only comfort is that we have raised one child into her teenage years without any public grossness—quite the opposite, in fact. And our middle-schooler has significantly toned down their embarrassing antics, giving me hope that our parenting strategies are effective in the long run.
The other day, however, I found solace when a friend’s son visited and left his own dirty socks on our dining table—he’s 10 too! My immediate reaction was, “Eew!” followed quickly by, “Oh, thank goodness!” It’s a relief to know our kids aren’t the only ones displaying such unsavory habits.
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Summary:
The author reflects on the trials of parenting, particularly the disgusting habits of children, including nose-picking and inappropriate behaviors in public. Despite feeling judged by others, she finds some comfort in knowing that other families face similar challenges. The piece captures the messy reality of raising kids while offering links to helpful resources for family planning.
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