My five-year-old daughter and a friend were discussing relationships. The concept of friendship came up, and she declared, “Mom and Dad aren’t friends! They’re Read the rest of this entry
My three-year-old asked me, “Where do penguins live?”
“In Antarctica,” I told her.
“What about polar bears?”
“Near the North Pole.”
Then, triumphant in her knowledge, she exclaimed,
When her grandparents were visiting, I tried to get my six-year-old to go to the grocery store with them. She wasn’t really interested, so I told her that they were going to buy donuts, which was true. Still not enticed, I suggested that, since the store was new to them, they would need her help finding the donuts.
Unswayed, she responded, Read the rest of this entry
My granddaughter stood unmoving for the longest time, staring into a corner.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Watching a Read the rest of this entry
When my daughter was about three-years-old, we were playing in her room one morning . I had not even showered, brushed my hair, or anything. We were sitting on the floor and hugging each other, and she looked up at me and said, Read the rest of this entry
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, Read the rest of this entry
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 Read the rest of this entry
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.” Read the rest of this entry
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 Read the rest of this entry