Kids speak with such honesty, innocence, and often times, without a filter.
Here are some of my favorites:
Here are some of my favorites:
“Mom, I like those things on your forehead when you lift your eyebrows.”
BK told a me the man at Stride Rite smelled like throw up…in front of him.
BK: “My teacher had a crotch today.”
Me: “I’m sorry, what?”
BK: “You know those things that help you walk” (crutches)
Allie: "Mom, I didn’t want to hurt my teachers feelings, but I didn’t like the sympathy.”
Me: "Do you mean the symphony?"
Allie: “yea, whatever.”
Me: "Do you mean the symphony?"
Allie: “yea, whatever.”
BK: Mom, you're "pisserating" me.
As I was struggling to get the grocery cart over the produce mat at the grocery store, Allie says "Mom, just say shit. That usually works."
Mom, I am so glad I don't work here. That lady's voice would get on my nerves.
Allie: "Mom, I thought you cook with a bachelor."
Me: "No, that is a spatula."
BK: "Mom, if I ever have to ride in the back of a police car will you ride with me?"
Me: "Tucker, stop screaming."
BK: "Mom, do you want me to pop him for you?"
BK: "Mom, turn on my TV."
Me: "What do you say?" (looking for a 'please')
BK: "Mom, did you know you can go to jail for not taking care of me."
As Allie came up the stairs crying (as a lot of dramatic preteens do), BK said "Why is she crying?" Chris said, "She is sad because I am going to work tomorrow." BK responded with an eye roll and said "that is a stupid reason to be crying."
Tucker's blessing at dinner one night (3 yrs old)..."God is great. God is good. Let us thank him. Goodness gracious. Amen."
T: Mom, my favorite super hero is Wonder Woman because she is pretty. Did you know she doesn't wear a shirt? I guess that's how God made her.