Just a little anecdote from my day that is too long for facebook, but made me laugh…

It is first grade library time, they enter right after recess and sit on the carpet ready to hear a story. That is when I noticed the brown substance on the carpet.
“Freeze everyone, Freeze!” Eyeing the substance suspiciously I asked, “What is that?”
“It’s dog poop, It’s dog poop, it’s dog poop,” came a chorus of voices… squealing, moving away like it was a bomb, basically.. not freezing.
“Don’t move, Freeze!” I command, not wanting it tracked around any farther.
Five kids jump up and run over over to investigate. They lean in, they are on their little knees, “It’s dirt” one says, “No, it’s poop” says another.

I look around, not sure what to do. “Is anyone brave enough to smell it?” I ask, knowing that if it was actually poop, and I was the one who had to do the test smell, I would throw up.

One brave kid leans in, almost prayerfully and takes a whiff. “Nope,” he says, “it’s dirt.”
I want to hug him, but I don’t of course.

“Thanks,” I say instead, get a napkin and clean it up.