I highly amused my friends last summer by pointing out that any type of obnoxious/troublesome/weird behavior in toddlers could be managed by deciding that it's "age appropriate." I won't get into the fact that it's truly unfortunate that squealing nonstop for 3 hours or chewing up marshmallow peeps and applying them to the bedroom wall fall into this category of behavior.
NB: My friends' daughter doesn't do anything even half so "charming" (read: "antisocial") as bedroom decor peeplication and I've only heard her squeal for about 14 seconds at a clip. She's adorable.
This week, I got to thinking about age-appropriate behavior in adults. For example, my brother gave me a dinosaur pop-up book for my birthday. It's a cool one, and I now have both an office copy and a home copy. Last Christmas, my best friend gave me a pink folder with a spinner that reads "What would a unicorn do?" And someone else has been giving me Smurfs.
Could it be that I'm age inappropriate?
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