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, “MMMooommmmyyy, I wish you were pretty!”
I sadly replied “I wish I were too.” She was so cute. How could I get mad? Now we laugh about it all the time.
Sandra, mother of 4
Motherhood and Martial Arts 
Ha! That sounds like something my teenage boys would say to me. 😉
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All this stuff they do to you, I hope they make up for it somehow!
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They do. I know their teasing is their way of showing their love. They need something to replace the hugs and cuddles that disappear post-puberty. 🙂
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I’m glad to hear it. I don’t think I’ll ever have the…uh… pleasure of raising teenage boys. In a few years I’ll be happy to tell you all about teenage girl drama, however. I imagine by then I would gladly trade places with you!
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Um, yeah, I think you’ll have some interesting encounters ahead…
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Groan!
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Ouch. That honesty can be harsh.
My son asked someone the other day about he last time they brushed their teeth.
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Yikes! That’s rough!
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Luckily, the person did not seem so bothered.
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That, or hid it well. Let’s hope it’s the former.
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He’s a sensitive kid so hit it well may be accurate.
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Bummer.
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That’s awesome. My son asked me when he was about four years old, “What did you look like when you were younger? Were you fat?” Such honesty!
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Ah, the little dear.
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Yeah…we just can’t get mad at kids…like one time, a 5-6 year old student asked me a question with a very serious expression and in a serious tone: “Teacher, why are you so chubby?”
All I could think of at that moment was “Thank God he used the word ‘Chubby’ and not “Fat”
LOL…
Thank you for sharing! Cheers~ 😀
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Ah, yes, chubby is a friendly word. This reminds me of a postcard I saw once of two sheep. One said to the other, “Ewe’s not fat. Ewe’s fluffy!”
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LOL…if that kid call me “fluffy”, I think there’s some shaving needed to do…hehhee….
Thank you for sharing this joke, my friend! Cheers~ 😀
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Shaving, or shearing? 😉
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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So cool!
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Thank you, my friend! Cheers~ 😀
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Aww…! Kids say the most honest things. My 3yo and husband were walking around one day when they apparently saw someone that looked like me. I asked my kiddo how she looked and he basically described me in my bummy clothes, messy hair and glasses. Thanks a lot lol.
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Haha. That’s funny. I shudder to think how my kids would describe me. My eight-yr-old has a wider vocabulary!
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You are a find on my Do Gooder Summer Reading Challenge and I am so glad I discovered your blog! Here is my Parenting is Funny Moment: I took my girls to the playground just like any other day a couple months back. Josie was all over the playground, bouncing here and there and everywhere. At one point, she slowed down and her sister and I caught up to her. She turned to me and said loudly, “Mom. Look. That girl is brown.” I gulped. Turned red. And then I responded, “Yes, honey, people come in all different colors. Isn’t that wonderful? At the time, I was mortified, though now I just recognize that she was making an observation about her surrounding. It’s these kind of moments you laugh about later, but, in the moment, you need to be fast on your feet and get through the moment. Tricia, Mom of 2 Girls
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Oh, yea. That’s like when my daughter learned about the Civil War in K or 1st grade, slaves and all that. She saw a black man, pointed and yelled, “Look, Mom, an African.” Ah, kids. Thank you for finding me and for sharing! Enjoy your summer. 🙂
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Oh boy! That takes the cake!
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It’s possible he didn’t hear her. I’m not sure, but I hope not. Actually, he should have heard her, but he still acted as though he didn’t. For that I’m grateful!
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