As I sat in the waiting room of one of my kid’s classes I was basking in the relative quiet and using the opportunity to get some emails sent out for work in the midst of what is an incredibly busy week. I glanced up to see what was happening on the other side of the observation window and looked back down at my computer screen to finish the task at hand when I heard a little voice next to me provide her doting grandmother with an incredibly inaccurate piece of information.
A very specific piece of information.
About a specific little girl in the class.
Nothing mean at all. Nothing hurtful. Nothing that had any impact on my life at all.
She was just wrong. Plain old wrong.
And I didn’t turn to her. I didn’t stick out my tongue. And I didn’t say…
“Nuh-uh, she’s not!”
I sent another email instead.
See? Grown up. Ish.
CamiKaos 
Well you’re a better adult than I am. I couldnt have resisted the temptation, email and anything else productive be damned.
Yeah, but you can still correct it, later.
Haha
:)
hm. “Nothing mean. Nothing hurtful. Nothing that had impact on (your) life at all.” The child was “just” spreading wrong information? hm.
Ok then, I say turn the little girl into a toad for 72 hours to teach her a lesson about not spreading false information. Then turn the granny into a mole on the face of a hog, for a full nine days if she didn’t gently try to teach the child it is not a good thing to speak falsely of another and that gossip is not a comely thing in one so young.
I don’t think the granny knew it was inaccurate.