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Here's a fun one:

We were at the beach this past June with Shaun's family. One evening after Luke had gone to bed, I was sitting with Ty and my mother-in-law and we were watching something on PBS. Ty crawled up in his grandmommy Julie's lap and patted her well-endowed chest and said, "What's wrong with your tummy, Grandma Jullie? Are you broken?" I think we almost died we were laughing so hard. Ty's only 3 and he hasn't quite figured out the gender differences between guys and girls.

hee hee cats and kids are fun, even if they're only drawn ones!
*wanders off to bump relevant thread*

LMAO! Gotta love our little parrots!

Well this just happened about twenty minuets ago. For some reason little bit wanted a peanutbutter sandwich for breakfast. I give her the sandwich and she gets reeeeeaaaaal quiet, which almost always means she's up to something. I peek over the couch and she's taken apart her sandwich and put the peanutbuttery halves on her hands, looks up at me and waves her hands saying, "I gonna get you mommy!" Which insued in her chasing me around the house trying to make a peanutbutter mommy.

Little Miss Brynn is having a cute day. She's got her Chicken Dance Elmo (it was a gift or she wouldn't have it, Elmo scares me) in her stroller and keeps trying to put a diaper on him after she brushes his fur.

And the Hammi Goes tooo.... *opens envelope..*.. Theo!

Har har - I found this thread back on page 6 and had a giggle.
I have one to add that I think you will all appreciate.
I was talking to a friend of mine/Ants cousin last night and we got around to exchanging kid stories. She told me that one day she walkied in on her Mum getting changed and her mum was wearing a tampon at the time. Sweet little 5 year old says
"Mummy- if you pull that string does ya bum fall off?"

xd xd xd

Heeeee.... I love kid stories!!

Here are two of my favorites. They're both about my youngest who is now six.

When Kinzie had just turned four, we were in the midst of packing for the big move to Nebraska. I was sitting on the stairway landing, surrounded by boxes and piles and mess... Very preoccupied, very flustered, very much hating moving. The Kikster was in the connecting bathroom, taking care of business. Of course, she had the door open because she was four, and I have yet to meet a four year old who regularly remembers to close the door.

I hear this little voice...

"Mom... I have to wipe my bum when I peepee."

Me, distracted with other things but still wanting to encourage good hygiene answer with the typical, "That's right, honey!" Of course, I had no idea where this was all leading.

"Aidan (older brother) doesn't have to wipe his bum when he goes peepee."

Now, I'm thinking, why does she know this? But then, Aidan at six is not really much better about the bathroom door thing than Kinzie. So, fine, whatever, "Ooookay..." So she knows a bit about boy anatomy. Good. One last thing I have to explain!

"How come?" Oh crap. Honestly, kids should come with warning signs Uncomfortable Question Ahead! You May Not Be Ready for this But Your Kid Is! Start Formulating Your Answer Now! Unfortunately, there was no such warning sign, and I'm not the best 'on my feet' thinker.

I come up with what is quite possibly the classiest answer ever. /sarcasm

"Because he has different equipment!"

Brilliant answer, no? No.

There is silence from the bathroom. I'm silently listing all of the things I could have said instead. Then, a very serious little voice asks, "And this equipment... Does it wash his bum for him?"


*Die*


Okay, story number two! This one's more recent - only a few weeks old, in fact.

It's election day! The kids and I are getting ready to go vote. We watched the debates together, and they regularly watch the news. We frequently discussed the different issues of the elections and tried not to influence their opinions too much.

I was redoing my daughter's hair when she asked me, "Mom are you going to vote for W. Bush?"

"Is that who you think I should vote for, Kinzie?" Just trying to get her opinion before I give my own. She nodded. "Why do you think I should vote for him?"

She got this very serious look on her face and answered, "Because the other guy sells flip flops!"

I must have grinned or something because she became more adamant, "No, Mom! He does! He sells flip flops!"

So, there ya go - My contribution to the kiddie story archives.