When my DD was in kindergarten she was learning numbers. The teacher was teaching them 10, 20 and so on. On the way home from school she went all the way through to a 100 but instead of saying 100, she said 80, 90, 10dy. I laughed so hard.
When my son was about 4 he got mad at me for something, what I cannot remember, he was so mad he got his little suitcase, through in some underwear and went flying out the door and down the street. He was crying his little eyes out and all I could do was laugh which just made him more angry. I was laughing so hard I couldn't run after him. I had to get my daughter to run down the street and bring him back.