Stinky shit

Maturity.  Something grown adults struggle with, never mind adolescent boys.  What is maturity really?  To BE mature?   It's one of those things that,s hard to describe or explain but we all know it when we see it.  Or when we don't.  Maybe its another case of my outsized expectations for my kids when a certain level of maturity is expected even for an adolescent boy,  and one who has always been a bit immature even among his peers.  So when the boy states "I think I stepped in poo" it's not until I realize he is removing the aggrieved sneaker from his back pack that I wonder again about maturity and how it can be gained, proffered, learned or taught.  Then I realize....maturity?  No.   Putting a shit covered shoe in your backpack along with books, lunch box etc.  well, it actually has nothing to do with maturity, unless the shitty sneaker is put in someone else's backpack.  What it really is is common sense.  And that shit is even harder to define than maturity