At Christmas I was staying at my daughter's home. My grandson, Alex, has always liked to come into the bathroom regardless of what a person might be doing, this used to be easy as the door wouldn't shut properly but now he has to find a way of being let in as the door now locks. I was just about to have a shower one morning, having called out to ask if it would be ok first. I had just shut the door when Alex came and said that he needed to use the toilet, this can be urgent as he can still have accidents when desperate and there is only one toilet in the house.

I let him in and he 'tried' to go but couldn't, it was just a ruse. I then locked the door with him in the bathroom as there was no way he was leaving.

First question was "Are you going to wear a shower hat Granny?", referring to the pink plastic thing that I wear to keep my hair dry - this is apparently a novelty to him.

Then when I was drying myself he pointed at my boobs and asked "Are those for feeding your babies?" - I had to laugh, after all I am 64.

At least he is past the stage of insisting on wiping my bottom when I am on the loo, it used to be disconcerting to have a toddler thrusting his hand between my legs with a piece of paper to 'wipe me' even if he never actually touched me.

I wonder if he saw that with his brother...? There is a magazine I get that has a piece called "Little Humor," and that's a story that could fit there.

As for the "kids say the darndest things," I can attest to that. I was about seven or so and my family was on the way home from church one Sunday afternoon. My foot fell asleep (I didn't understand it at the time) and I said something about having "static" in my foot (I was living in Oklahoma at the time).

My brother came up with a zinger when he was around eight. He couldn't remember the word "mausoleum," and he said, "What is that safety deposit box for dead people again?" My mom was driving home from church as by then, my dad was working overnights, and we passed by a cemetery (we had moved to west Texas by then).

Picture a busy Reception classroom. The buzz word at the time was co-operation. I kept stressing it was important to help people, share ideas , chat about how to solve problems etc. They were getting on fine with the idea.
Later on in the day came a time for quiet work, when they should not talk. The two in the corner were chatting and I called out to ask them to keep it down.
"No it's OK Mrs R," one said "We are copurating."
Only that is not what she said.

Dave, he would have seen my daughter feeding his sister, not brother. Also his aunt is feeding her daughter. Alas my poor daughter was blessed with extremely small boobs (fried egg size) so now she has finished feeding Hermione they are flat once more so presumably as mine are not (as) flat he assumed that I must be feeding a baby.

That is hilarious, Sue. Forget kids say the dardnest things... That statement cracked me up for some reason. :P


Bolded instead of quoted. Oops. :P

lol

I didn't know what the second one was..sorry.

She is a very cute dancing girl, she will be two next month.

Two? Already!? Oh, my gosh, I can't believe how fast time flies.

If you are on Facebook you can see her in my profile, dancing!

Sue along the same idea...

My mom's best friend is in her 70's and had a hard time bathing her 3 year old granddaughter leaning over the tub so she decided to do a bubble bath for two. Her granddaughter kept looking at her breasts. When this lady asked her granddaughter what she was thinking the little girl pushed way up on her grandmother's breasts and said, "They are suppose to be up here".

Just makes me laugh everytime I think about it.

My own story:

I was sitting for my 5 year old niece and breast feeding my baby. She seemed to be fascinated by it. That is until she asked me if I was poor. I told her no and she said,"Well, my mom has a cow do that for her". Hahaha

My niece turned four on the 30th, and was bitterly disappointed that she didn't significantly grow any taller!

Not long ago Alex who is now four was talking about his little sister and said that she was only little and not a boy yet - presumably he thinks she will be having a sex change when she is bigger.

My mates son Edward (who we call Ed Bob because thats how he said it when younger) went to school for the first time on Thursday. He told his sister he would read her a book when he got home because he was sure he would be reading after a day of school. Sure enough he laid down with his arm around her and "read" her a book. Then he kissed her on the head and told her he loved her.

I've submitted this before but I think it's very special. When my nephew was very young he would announce every evening that he wanted to talk to Howard. My sister thought 'Howard' was an imaginary friend as most very young children have. My sister discovered who 'Howard' was when she listened to his newly learned prayers when going to bed: "Our Father who art in heaven, Howard be thy name...........

I was just thinking this morning about something my daughter did when she was about four. There had been quite a lot of snow that year, and the snow in people's front yards was about chest height to her as we walked along the street. Every few feet, she was stopping and just lightly placing her lips on the surface of the snow. I asked her what she was doing.

"An evil witch put a spell on the prince, and he's sleeping somewhere just under the snow. If I can find him and wake him with a kiss, I'll break the spell".

I'll admit, that image of the enchanted prince, frozen forever just under the snow, has haunted me ever since.

My little sister called Facebook 'Fakebook' and 'Vicebook' by mistake. Now I often refer to it as Fakebook.

My mother’s ex’s son, Edward, always called his sister Elysha Ysha—presumably, he couldn’t say the full name.

When he was a little older, he thought the city of “Lebanon” was really “Lebadon.”

His sister had the hardest time pronouncing “watermelon,” and would always say “walermelon” unless she was talking really slow.

When I used to play “games” with them, which were essentially dramas, she thought one of my characters was named “Antario” instead of “Ontario” (funnily enough, the day I used an accent to introduce him was the day she began pronouncing it correctly—after mimicking the accent)!

Maybe not funny as such, but extremely thought-provoking! Elliot was playing with me a few weeks ago, and, out of the blue, he asked "Where's your Daddy?" And some quick=thinking, I gave the ambiguous answer that he lived in the sky. "Is he a star then?" said Elliot.
The boys have certainly brightened up mine and Mum's life's!

That is lovely Jane.

Awwww how sweet of Elliot! And he's spot on about your Star of a Dad, Jane!

I was visiting family and my great nephew Charlie, who was 3 at the time, asked his nan (my sis-inlaw) for a drink of juice, sis-in law, 'What's the magic word?', Charlie,'Abracadabra!'...it really made me chuckle...

Long ago in my Reception class we had a Chinese Classroom Assistant named Ah Kin.
Me: I think you should go and thank Ah Kin for that,Michael(new boy)
Michael: Who is Ah Kin?
Voice from back: That is Prince Charles.

demurechicky, my four-year-old niece once answered that question with the unprompted answer of "Harry Potter"! Now she always does if I ask her what the magic word is.

My children have a knack of cutting through to the painful truth with ease. The other day I was running around with the kids in the park and my 5-year-old suddenly asked, "Daddy, are you too old to be fast?" Ouch!

I've posted this before years ago on a similar thread here but it's one with which I always get a chuckle. When my nephew was about three years old he got a haircut that made his hair stick straight up. As my sister and I were clothes shopping one day, he ran up to one of the store's clerks and out of nowhere says to her: "I'm pokey-headed cactus boy". He'll be 24 years old in a few months.

Small daughter at dinner table: Pass the butter.
Me : Pass the butter,what?
SD: Pass the butter, I want it!

My daughter posted the following on Facebook yesterday.



How cute is that? Hermione is two and a half.

I love the name Hermione, Sue, and that is definitely cute

My niece Carly, the one I mentioned on the last page, made this comment when I was telling her about an event which occurred before she was born: "So whose tummy was I in at the time?"