“Don’t eat that! It’s poisonous,” I yelled across the playground. The Warning “They aren’t poisonous,” the second-grade boy replied. “I eat them all the time. See . . .” And he popped a shelled acorn into his mouth. I stood there. Mouth gaping. I looked at one of my coworkers and said, “My mother has lied to me all these years.” Later that day, I told my mom what had happened. Of course, she found it hilarious. “You mean, you … Continue reading →