Cutest things kids say eh?? Last night I was sitting on the couch Joey jumped up on the right side, Mona on the left, and at the same time MMMMEEEOOOOOOWWWW. In stereo.
My grandmother in Wisconsin sent Christmas gifts to my boys and my 5 yr old (Wyatt) was reading the tags to see which ones were his and the 3 yr old's tag said Briar. Wyatt says "Mommy, who's Briar?" (We call the 3 yr old Michael/Mikey) After I explained it to him he says "Briar you got a presant" and Mikey started screeching "I nt Briar I Mikey doodle" I almost died.
When they started day care the first day I wen to pick them up they asked me if they baby had hearing problems because he was ignoring them. I said no and the girl was telling me "we call him Briar, Briar..." and I said "Mikey" and he instantly turned around. He refuses to answer to his first name. I guess he doesn't like it!
We had lunch at a McDonald's today that is close to a high school. Several teenagers were in line in front of us. They were dressed very...uh, differently and two of them were sporting mohawks, one black and one bright red. My daughter (who does not speak very softly) asks, "Mom, do they think it's still Halloween?" Luckily, they thought it was funny!
Getting lost will help you find yourself.
One of my sisters made a chocolate cake for our dad's b-day 2 months ago and for some reason it cave in. It looked really bad. Her son said "mom, this cake taste the opposite of what it looks like".
A friend of mine has two sons. One of them-that was about age 3 at the time. We were leaving the house and his mom was locking the front door. So he notices something on the floor- he was disgusted at a dead insect he saw on his front porch. He bends down, looks at it, turns to us and goes, "Ewww, dat's neegawshing!"
Disgusting he obviously meant.
The boy can barely speak a single word correctly...that's what I love about him.
I have learned that gifts don't always come wrapped and treasures aren't always buried.
- Bob Perks
I was blowdrying my 5 yr old daughter's hair this morning and she was giving me a hassle as usual. She can't stand to take the time to have her hair done. So being the good parent that I am (ha!) I started singing
You'd better watch out
You'd better not pout
You'd better not cry
I'm telling you why..
Santa Claus will pass by your town. (all sung horribly off key and loud enough to drown out her kvetching)
She says "Mom, Santa won't pass by, he'll just put you on the naughty list"
Me - "Well you don't get anything when you are on the naughty list, Santa won't reward you for bad behaviour"
Her- "mom (exasperated tone) if you're on the naughty list you get a pair of socks" (eye roll here)
I busted a gut laughing. For my kiddo the epitome of a bad gift is: white socks with no design. She refuses to wear them. Her socks don't have to match her outfit.. but they do have to be bursting with colour and character.
"Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one."