“I have no idea where she learned that word,” the mother says innocently

At dinner one night, we had potatoes and various vegetables with our meal. Seeing the proximity in color between the potatoes and cauliflower made me remember the time when my husband was heating up some left over mashed potatoes. Much to his chagrin while eating them, he discovered a rogue piece of cauliflower amongst his spuds, masterly disguising itself as a fellow tuber.

When I reminded him of that incident, my eight-year-old daughter said, “And when you found it, did you say,

Children can be so tactful

When my son was about six years old, he attended a prayer meeting with my mom and me for our American Italian Club.  Everyone had an opportunity to mention their intention, and my son decided he wanted to pray for his grandma, who was there with us. My  mom was smiling with pride until he added,

There are lessons for that? I want some!

This person definitely took lessons.

 

The five-year-old I nanny was bragging about his tree climbing skills to a friend of mine. He said, “Yeah, I took tree climbing

More funny things kids say

I’ve never heard of this show, but it looks like it would be funny. (Assuming it’s a show?)

 

Here’s a mishmash of some great lines from children:

 

“Wooo! It’s stinky in here!” -Lucy, four-years-old, after pooping on the potty.

 

Also Lucy: “My lips are wiggly.” Me: “Why are they wiggly?” L: “Because they’re sticking out.” Me: “Why are they sticking out?” L: “Because they’re getting old.” Overhearing too many of her parents’ conversations, perhaps?

 

I gave each of my three girls, ages six, four, and 19 months, a little hot chocolate. The oldest said, “It doesn’t taste very good to me, but the kids like it.”

Thank Heaven for little girls

While sitting with some other moms at my son’s baptism reception, one of them alerted me to the fact that the kids were playing with a doll–a gender specific doll. A group of little girls were giggling while watching my seven-year-old daughter make her male doll

Is this how you greet all your relatives?

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When my daughter was about four or five, visiting her grandmother, my mom was telling her about her family. My daughter was asking questions about my mother’s mom and dad.  My mom told her that her mother was still alive, but her father, whom my daughter had never met, had died.   A few minutes later MY father walked into the room and my daughter yelled,

Gun control decisions should not be left to the young

Carl’s Jr. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My husband, a middle school history teacher, asked his seventh grade class this question on a test: Should people be allowed to carry guns, and why? One enlightened student responded like so:

Two stories for the price of one!

When it was bedtime for us, the parents, we walked down the hallway, only to hear quick, startled movements from our children’s bedroom. My husband cracked the door open and peered in. All was silent for a moment, then, slowly, two sets of eyes appeared, one from under a pillow, another from beneath a blanket. “Uh-oh! Danger!” said the five-year-old.

My husband chuckled. Bolstered by his reaction, the younger daughter brought her entire head out of hiding with a grin and said,

Children give the best birthday presents

Cats, Kitten (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As promised a week ago, my five-year-old did indeed put on her kitten underwear today in honor of my birthday. “Mom, I’m wearing my kitty-cat underwear! Do you want to see?” Of course my answer was yes, and she proudly revealed her bottom. My seven-year-old, feeling a bit sheepish for having heartlessly chosen underwear with little forethought to my special day said,

If you don’t have anything nice to say…

When I was a young girl growing up in Europe, my dad  instructed me not to talk about people when they were present, but I could talk privately about someone after we got home. So one day when I saw an unusual-looking woman on the train, I turned to my father and said, in a conspiratorial tone, yet probably still loud enough for the woman to hear,