Rules My Mother Never Told Me I'd Need to Make....

I mentioned in the comments of this post that when we watched that movie, we knew that the First Year Girl would be tempted to lick a metal pole. This wasn't a guess, a suspicion or a concern. It was foreknowledge, though we didn't know just how prescient. We told her not to. We stopped the movie to say to her, "We are telling you not to do this. Granny Tea did it when she was little, and it hurt very much. You need to know that if you do this in spite of our warning, it will hurt and we will laugh. There will not be a shred of sympathy, only laughter."

I believe it was less than 48 hours later when our youngest two were playing outside in the snow and the FYG came in the house and said to me, "by tug ith beedig." She stuck it out, and sure enough, there was just a smidgeon of blood where she'd lost a teensy bit of skin. I confess that I didn't feel much like laughing at her just at that moment, in spite of my promise. I sternly asked her, "Did you stick your tongue on a piece of frozen metal?"

She nodded her head in shamefaced way, and explained, "We were scooping up some snow in a metal pail, and the FYB held it up so I could lick some snow off the side."

"And it hurt, didn't it?" I asked. "Just like we told you it would."

"Well," she said, "It didn't really hurt until I yelled and startled the FYB so much that he dropped the bucket."


Rule Mama Never Told Me I'd Need to Make: Do not drop the bucket when your sister's tongue is stuck to the side.
If you do get your tongue stuck to the side of a bucket and your brother drops it, do not tell your mother, unless you want her to laugh.

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