For the past year or so, my 3 year old has decided that her name is "Daily" instead of her real name. We have no idea where it came from, but she is sticking with it. I love the weird looks I get from strangers when they ask her what her name is and she says "Daily!"
Out of the mouth of babes. What are some of your kid's best comments?
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Ha! We had a phase like that, too, when the eldest was about 2 years old. We had watched a few episodes of Little House on the Prairie, and she decided that she was to be called "Pa". My poor husband was "Nellie Olson", not Dad. And me? I was "Drinkenbox". I really have no idea why. This went on for months with her insisting on being called Pa and addressing us as Nellie Olson and Drinkenbox.
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Last year I started to talk to her (she was 3 then) about first and last names. She said my name was Daddy. -But what's my last name? -"Daddy Daughter Dance."
oh yeah, my kid's best friend in Kindergarten, before they headed out on a hike with the class, said, 'Wait, please, I have to take a proactive, prophylactic safety wizz first'
Of course she said it in German, which is even longer:
Ich muss erst einen vorbeugenden, prophylaktischen Sicherheits-Wiss ... something like that
Her mother teaches 'Germanistic' at the University ... lol
(wow, I'm on the laptop atm and the smiley are coooooooooool!)
Of course she said it in German, which is even longer:
Ich muss erst einen vorbeugenden, prophylaktischen Sicherheits-Wiss ... something like that
Her mother teaches 'Germanistic' at the University ... lol
(wow, I'm on the laptop atm and the smiley are coooooooooool!)
Of course she said it in German, which is even longer:
Ich muss erst einen vorbeugenden, prophylaktischen Sicherheits-Wiss ... something like that
)
Best. Sentence. EVER.
My nine year old girl has a good one weekly (I know, not a baby anymore, but still darn cute).
Yesterday in the car - "Dad, when can I start saying the D word?"
Last week - me, "why are there Skittles with my Valentines note?" Nikki - "It was the healthiest candy we had."
In the car when she was 3, going over dips in the highway - giggles, "that tickles my penis" (must have heard her older brothers say that)
Yesterday in the car - "Dad, when can I start saying the D word?"
Last week - me, "why are there Skittles with my Valentines note?" Nikki - "It was the healthiest candy we had."
In the car when she was 3, going over dips in the highway - giggles, "that tickles my penis" (must have heard her older brothers say that)
remembered something from a couple weeks ago. It could go here or in the 'parents's thread, but since I'm here already ...
After picking my daughter up from school, I asked, 'Ya hungry?' and she answered, 'YES!'. So I said, 'Good, I'm making fish sticks and fries, got the over pre-heating now, so it won't take long once we get home'. She asked, 'Isn't it supposed to be dangerous to leave the oven on when nobody's home?' and I told her, 'YES! And don't ever let me hear about you doing it, either!'
After picking my daughter up from school, I asked, 'Ya hungry?' and she answered, 'YES!'. So I said, 'Good, I'm making fish sticks and fries, got the over pre-heating now, so it won't take long once we get home'. She asked, 'Isn't it supposed to be dangerous to leave the oven on when nobody's home?' and I told her, 'YES! And don't ever let me hear about you doing it, either!'
My son kept referring to me yesterday as "Mommy the beater". I was stumped what he meant by it and we had a talk about the fact that people may believe that I'm hurting him if he says that. Finally he tells me "but Mommy, when we race you beat me!"
Since I started this thread, I feel obligated to add a few more.
During a long car ride a few weeks ago my youngest son (5 - kindergartner) quietly starts spelling the f-word over and over than raises the volume with a made up f-word song. My middle son (8) tries to get him to shut up by saying "you can't say that word", as my oldest (13) is chuckling. At his point my wife loses it, while staring at me, she demands to know where he learned "that word". Always one to c-m-a, I reply "Clearly from the parent who knows how to use 'that word' as a noun, verb, adjective and pronoun in the same sentence. I'm not the one who was a NAVY brat." Suffice it to say, she wasn't happy with my reply.
In that same car ride, my middle son says "I know what a dick is". Just as he's about to say what he "thinks" the word means, my oldest saves the day by saying "It's short for Richard, genius". I chime in and ask my oldest "So, does that mean you can go to Richard's Sporting Goods and buy balls?".
Count on dad to bring it back to square one!
During a long car ride a few weeks ago my youngest son (5 - kindergartner) quietly starts spelling the f-word over and over than raises the volume with a made up f-word song. My middle son (8) tries to get him to shut up by saying "you can't say that word", as my oldest (13) is chuckling. At his point my wife loses it, while staring at me, she demands to know where he learned "that word". Always one to c-m-a, I reply "Clearly from the parent who knows how to use 'that word' as a noun, verb, adjective and pronoun in the same sentence. I'm not the one who was a NAVY brat." Suffice it to say, she wasn't happy with my reply.
In that same car ride, my middle son says "I know what a dick is". Just as he's about to say what he "thinks" the word means, my oldest saves the day by saying "It's short for Richard, genius". I chime in and ask my oldest "So, does that mean you can go to Richard's Sporting Goods and buy balls?".
Count on dad to bring it back to square one!
Driving in Mexico, my son was 2 or 3, as we pass the stop(alto in spanish) sign.
"I know how to spell stop, A.L.T.O."
"I know how to spell stop, A.L.T.O."
Here you go: http://therobotmoon.blogspot.com/
The title of the blog is explained in the oldest post.
The title of the blog is explained in the oldest post.
My conversation with miss three recently wandered to guessing how many dough balls our local pizza man would need to make an "enormous" pizza.
Little one answers "A housand".
Me: "Don't you mean a thousand?"
"No, a housand. If you put all the balls together it would be as big as a house!"
Little one answers "A housand".
Me: "Don't you mean a thousand?"
"No, a housand. If you put all the balls together it would be as big as a house!"
