Thursday Night Laughs: Letter from Honest Toddler

CalinAZ · May 2014

A friend shared this, and I thought it was hilarious, so I thought I'd share it here

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Honest Toddler: Open Letter to the Child I Hit at the Park

Here's the beginning:

Dear Child I Hit At The Park,

Even now from the dark void of time out, where I was firmly plopped upon the bottom step of my family's staircase to "think about what I did," I can't say with any sincerity that I'm sorry.

I know you'll agree with me when I say that life as a toddler in a world clearly built for people four to five times our size can feel like a series of never-ending, sized induced frustrations. Desks that are too high. Ledges, just out of reach. Chairs that when you attempt to push them toward a counter snag on a rug leaving you condemned to amusement purgatory, inches that may as well be miles away from the treasure trove that is the junk drawer. Structural prejudices are everywhere.

I don't know about you but as I've grown, UP has become less and less frequent. They insist that I walk. Forget sunsets, my horizon is a forest of thighs and kneecaps....