The other night we went out to dinner and as we were waiting for a table an elderly man passed by and little kid exclaimed, "Wow, he's old!"
I sternly reminded him of our rule about not making comments on how people look; I know he is familiar with this rule because I drilled it into his head recently after he shouted "That is one fat mama!" when he saw an obese lady on a scooter at Walmart.
"Do not make comments on people's appearance!" I hissed at him once the elderly man had passed.
"Don't talk 'bout people's parents? I not sayin' nuttin' about his parents! He prob'bly doesn't even have parents!"
"Appearance! How people look. Don't comment on it."
We sat in silence for about 2 minutes until the next guy walked by.
"That's one cool lookin' dude," little kid said loudly, looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
"I told you not to say anything about how people look!" I said, exasperated with him.
"Even when it's somethin' good? That was a cool lookin' dude! He looked all awesome."
"No, not at all. Just don't say anything about anyone."
"Well now you're the one bein' rude. 'Cuz that's pretty rude not to tell someone they're lookin' awesome."