Kids comments

[ManOSafety]

My almost four year old says things all the time that make me think. I'm sure he's not intending to make his dad have deep thoughts, but he does it anyway.

The other day as we waited in line at the band drive-through, he asked for my notepad and a pen so he could write. He ended up writing a letter to my dad who passed away in July. When I asked him what his letter said, he told me "Hi Grampa, I love you very much, I miss you, Love Me (then he made a kissing sound)" It just about broke my heart, making me cry. In fact, thinking about it right now is doing it to me again...

On a lighter note, a couple of days before that, we were driving someplace and he asked my wife and I where the baby in her tummy came from. I told him God put the baby there, then he asked, how did it get there? I just had to laugh, and told him we'd talk about that when he gets older.

 

[forgetunome]

Thanks for sharing! The innocence and awe of children can certainly humble and delight you...and they usually don't have a clue what true little gems of wisdom that they speak!

From the mouth of Babes!!!

 

[Silverlily]

They're something at that age, wait until he learns to read.

We were over at my in-law's and my youngest picked up my sister-in-law's Wheatus CD. She walked right into the middle of the group of adults and asked, "When do we get to Hump 'em and Dump 'em?" Apparently it was one of the songs on the CD. My husband turned twelve shades of red as I escorted her out of the room, biting through my lip to keep from laughing.

We had to have a little talk about words we don't use.

 

[forgetunome]

OMG!!!

Kitten Eyes....that is soooo funny!!! Oh give me a moment to wipe the tears from my eyes!! LOL!

 

[ManOSafety]

My Mom

gets a kick out of sharing this story with my friends and wife.

Once, when I was either four or five, we were in church and the preacher for some reason asked who'd rather have a broken arm than be there. Of course, since I'm sharing this story, I raise my hand and say, "Me."

 

[Silverlily]

Oh that's too funny, did she ever take you to church with her again?

 

[ManOSafety]

Yep

She actually did, of course, I never said anything like that again during a service , being the wonderful child that I was.

 

[Ksss]

I have had some of my best laughs from the innocent things children say. They take words for their literal meanings.
I can remember when my daughter was about11 and my son was about 9, we were coming home from the local race track. I thought my son was sound asleep in the back seat, when my daughter asked me, "Mom, do all girls get a period?" She had had a film in gym class that morning on women and their menstrual cycle. I replied to her, "Yes dear, all girls have a period. It is part of the process of how a woman's body makes an egg,and then gets rid of the egg, which when you get much older will help to make a baby." Now remember, I thought my son was asleep. All of a sudden my son blurts out, "Mom, do I get a period too?" He didn't want to be left out, and as he was too young to understand this stuff yet, he didn't realize what he was asking. Trying very hard not to laugh, I replied, "No son, only girls get a period." After a few moments of quiet, he excitedly asked, "What do I get, a question mark?" That just about did me in, I had to pull over to the side of the road I was laughing so hard, trying hard not to hurt his tender feelings. We sat on the side of the road for almost 15 minutes while I explained in the easiest terms, why a girl gets a period and he DOESN'T get a question mark....Sorry, just had to share that with you all...Out of the mouths of babes...

 

[Ambrosious]

I want a question mark too! That was priceless.

 

[*Eve*]

Cute stories, that reminds me of when I was younger and me and my family were going to the store. There was a liquor store beside the supermarket. The liquor store was called the ABC store. My then 14 year old brother asks me what ABC stands for and my then 7 year old brother looks at the men hanging outside in frony of the liquor store and replies "All Bums Come"

 

[forgetunome]

OMG!!!!

*Eve* I love it!!! Out of the mouth of babes!!

ROTFLMAO

 

[Countess DeWinter]

One of these days, I'll send this in to Reader's Digest...

When my now teenage daughter was about 5, she wanted to know how you could get pregnant. I was a little unprepared, to say the least, but I answered her honestly, if simply. Then, sighing my relief, I told her that I wanted to be honest with her so she would get honest information. I told her that when I was younger, some girls even thought you could get pregnant just kissing a boy. She gave me that wise I-already-know-everything look and said (I swear I am not making this up) "Oh, I know that mommy. You have to have the right kind of lipstick."

I had to leave the room...

 

[Ksss]

These stories are great, I haven't had so many good laughs in a long time!

 

[Merelan]

Countess, did you get the type of lipstick that does it? I want to make sure I don't have any. Please.

Okay, here is my story. My Grandparents ran an Antique Shoppe, that's how you spell it when you live in the country and want to sound citified. Anyway. My family was visiting them and we went out to dinner. My Dad, and I can't remember why, was late and we had to leave without him. Unbeknownest to my family, I was 7 at the time, I left a note for him, telling him where we went and exactly what time we would be back. I also told him where the key to the house was and if he needed, where Grandpa had left the key to the Shoppe. I left this note, written in red marker, on the front door, where he couldn't possibly miss it.
I have never lived this one down. Luckily he was the only one who read it, we guess, as nothing ever happened.
My Mom still has the note and threatens me with it once in awhile.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Countess, did you get the type of lipstick that does it? I want to make sure I don't have any. Please.

LOL! I keep it hidden It's a standing joke in our family that we're saving it for her wedding.

 

[forgetunome]

ROTFLMAO!!

Love the stories!! Children are such sweeties!

I was at a friends house...actually...there was a lot of us there...and the subject got on exercise and keeping fit. The struggle of it all! LOL! When the little girl of the mom who's house we were in pipes up to add to the conversation "Yeah...I know...I saw mommy and daddy exercising lastnight in the bedroom!" She was 5 years old! Needless, to say we were laughing our heads off, she was totally confused as to why we were laughing and ran to her room crying because she thought we were laughing at her! And mom RED FACED ran after her. After what seemed like a very long time because it was....she came back still red faced...had comforted her daughter and assured her we weren't laughing at her! Of course, we then razzed her about getting LUCKY!! LOL!! That happened about 6 years ago but....never fails to make me laugh!

 

[TonyG]

Ok, when I was six, living in Philly, we had a grocery store at the end of our block of row homes. My mother was preparing dinner and needed some green peppers. I begged her to let me go alone to the store. She did, and I happily went to the grocer and asked for three green peppers. He told me he was out of stock. I thought a moment and not wanting to fail on my first grocery trip I then said "That's OK, she also needs purple ones". My mother still doesn't let me forget it.

 

[TN_Vixen]

when discussing farm animals one day

my son, then six, looked at me and said.. "Y'know Momma, pigs have gutters too"

He still calls his goggles gargoyles

I loved the question mark story!

 

[Dixon Carter Lee]

As an atheist I still insist on my kids having a religious upbringing, the better to hammer home morals, and present future opportunities for choice. But, I also insist on keeping superstition FAR away. No astrology, lucky numbers, talk of devils or demons as real forces, and there are no real vampires, werewolves or ghosts. The ghosts thing is big, because he asks about it all the time (he's 5). "There are no ghosts! They're just pretend stories. Ghosts are not real. There are NO Ghosts." I tell him all the time.

Yesterday we weere discussing the true meaning of Christmas and how gift giving is to help remind us of the gift God gave to the world when he sent down Jesus, etc. etc., and how Jesus also gave a gift, the gift of eternal life, because when he died he came back...

"So Jesus was a ghost?"

Okay. He got me.

 

[naudiz]

LOL! These stories are great!

One Christmas, da boy and I were visiting with my parents. My brother and his clan showed up to unwrap presents, and one of my nieces, seven years old, got a Barbie Summerhouse from gramma and grampa. She took the toy to my fiance and asked him discreetly if he would put it together for her. He said sure, and as he was assembling the thing, he asked "Why didn't your daddy put it together for you?"

She replied, again very discreetly, "I didn't ask daddy. He's an engineer. He only knows how to break things."

 

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[Easy Boy]

My wife and I believe in answering all of children's questions, in language they can understand. And we've always tried to be matter-of-fact about the facts of life. By age four, our daughter understood some of the basics. One day while we were shopping in a bed store, of all places, she asked for more detail.

'How would a husband give me a baby?'

'He would put a something inside you to make your egg start growing.'

'How would he do that?'

Pause. 'You know that special hole you have, where the baby comes out?'

'Uh huh.'

'Well, he'd put his penis in there, and squirt it in.'

Longer pause. Then she reached up, took our hands, and asked, 'Could you guys show me, just with your clothes on?'

We declined.

 

[ManOSafety]

For Nicole and the other Aussies...

My now wife spent a couple of years in Australia as a child while her father was stationed with some type of multi-national force, returning to the States when she was in first grade.

One of the early days of class, she raised her hand and asked the teacher if she could have a rubber. The teacher red-faced, sent her to the Principal's office, where the Principal called her mother so they could talk about this inappropriate behavior.

BTW...at least at that time, a rubber is what Australians called an eraser.

 

[Mustang Sally]

Cute stories!

My cousin's name is Justin.
He was going out somewhere with his mom one day, when he was about 3, and she noticed it looked like rain.
"We better take the umbrella, just in case," she said.
The little one piped up, "I not Justin Case, I Justin Smith!"

Once when I was about 6, my mom left me sitting in the car while she ran in to pay for gas. She was taking too long, and I was impatient, so I got out of the car and went in to find her, proud of myself for remembering to lock the doors first... with the keys inside.