When will our children be old enough to understand that it is not acceptable to pick up a rabbit poop, stick it in their mouth and say "YUM DEWICIOUS!"?
When will our children be old enough to understand that poop does not belong on their arms, legs, face and/or bedroom wall?
When will our children be old enough to understand that when so deposited in a toilet, poop is to remain in the toilet and is not something that needs to be fished out of the water and held high above their head while they shout "Yay I did it!!"?
When will Charlie and I learn that taking little children to Costco is enough of a challenge in and of itself and doesn't need to be complicated by allowing little children to walk instead of ride in a cart where they are
Because when these little children are free to walk, they will make a bee-line for the neatly, yet precariously, stacked $119.99 bottles of Dom Perignon.
And the parents of these little children very well might poop themselves.