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    Gotta tell you this one: This evening DH and I were dining at our favorite Mexican restaurant. This large party of ten came out to the patio and all sat down. The twin boys (maybe 3) sat together on the end near our table. They each ordered a quesadilla. When their food arrived, the twin wearing the glasses, sat back in his chair and folded his arms in front of him completely unhappy with his dinner. His mom said "What's the matter?" to which he replied "They forgot to put the yellow in my cheese again!" She says well you ordered a quesadilla and that's how they make them here. With that, he simply pulled the queso dip over in front of his plate and said "well, they put plenty of yellow in here - I'll just do it myself." He was perfectly content dipping his quesadilla in that yellow cheese dip, but he did lean over to his brother and say "How can you eat that when it's all wrong?" His brother was perfectly content. Kids are too funny...

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    I was reminded of a couple of my kid's funny sayings the other day. When Katherine was little, she would get "up-sided" (excited)! And my DS would be "re-hausted" (exhausted). We still say both of those things!
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    These are too funny.

    When my three year-old nephew gets mad at me, he tells, "I'm not your aunt anymore."

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    Quote Originally Posted by qbquilts View Post
    These are too funny.

    When my three year-old nephew gets mad at me, he tells, "I'm not your aunt anymore."
    LOL! That's too cute!
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    When my DD was little, she was explaining our family to me. "Mimi (my mother)is the Grandmother. You are the Grandaughter. And I'm the grand sister".... I guess I was "the grand daugher" because I was the daughter of the grandmother. And DD was her brother's sister, so, I guess it all makes sense now...
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    I have one my 10 year old son got ahold of my spray basting and decided to spray it on the floor. I asked him why he did it and he said he wanted the cats (kittens) to stick to the floor so they would leave him alone.
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    When I was in college, I was a live in baby sitter for a family. The baby turned 2 and got to open all these presents, and all the presents where for him. I found him the next day in my bathroom under the sink. He found my box of pads, those ones that are prettily wrapped so as not to be obvious. He had opened every single one then asked me why I had wrapped them.


    I'm bad about not completely listening on the phone with my mom. She gets to talking about her friends that I don't know and I do the "uh huh, oh, really, yeah" while I do something else. One day I heard her say "How are you?" So I answered, "Fine, how are you doing?" She started laughing, she's from Missouri/Kansas area and she was talking about Hawaii, everything that ends in an I is pronouced "a" Missoura, Hawiaya....

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    we used to have a lot of fun at my mom's expense. we were 3 girls in stair step position ( every 2 yrs). when one of us would call mom we would keep her guessing which one she was talking to. our voices were so alike she had to wait for a clue like a husband's or pet's name, or a specific mention of our job. the challenge was keeping the conversation going the longest without her guessing correctly. i was so good at it, that if the conversation went long enough then it had to be me. lol
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    I recently visited family in Indiana and was talking to my cousins GGD who is 3, I asked if I could hold the toy she had and she let me hold the sea turtle. Well, I worked with children most of my life so I was talking to the stuffed turtle. When I handed it back to her she looked at me and very seriosly said'It is just a toy sea turtle and toys do not talk." LOL
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    OH MY WORD!!! I laughed sooooo hard! Thanks, thanks to everyone for sharing!!! "Kids say the darnest things"?!!! They say it as they see it!!! Reminds me when my grandkids small. They are growing up toooooo fast. My 2nd grandson used to say "commaudie" for commode & potty. My baby girl GD used to say "pupcake" for cupcake. When real small they'd say Uncle Wandy for Uncle Randy. Thank God I still have my memories, even if grandkids aren't living close to me anymore, they are living now in China! I pray to go visit them in Oct. Am trying to keep it a secret... Paperwork, wow!!!
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    My nephew was watching cartoons and when my sister walked in he asked, "What does an eardrum look like?" She asked why he wanted to know and he said, "Well, something fell out of my ear and it looked like an eardrum to me so I put it back in." She flushed out his ear and found......a chunk of earwax.

    He's the same on who, when we were driving on a bridge over the Mississippi river asked what the water was. I told him it was the Mississippi river and asked him to say 'Mississippi'. He said, "My can't say it." I asked him to try and pronounced it Miss-iss-ippe. He said, "My can't say Missihhippi, but my Mom can."

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    Okay, a little background, first. My daughter is 2-1/2 years older than my son. When my son was born, we always cautioned my daughter to be careful around him; he was a baby. She took that advice, to heart. Too much to heart. One day, when my son was about 3, my daughter came to me, crying. She told me DS kept hitting her and she was afraid to hit him back, since he was "the baby." I advised her to defend herself and when he hit her, to hit him right back (trust me, she wasn't big enough to actually hurt him). Not to "hurt" him but rather to show him the error of his ways . . . and that if he made a habit of hitting people, they're gonna hit back! Better to nip it in the bud, IMO. So she ran back upstairs, a determined little girl. Short while later, DS comes downstairs, all in tears (with DD trailing after). I asked him to tell me what happened. He stopped crying, then started telling the sequence of events, re-enacting this little drama . . . he did this, she did that, he did such-and-such, "and then SHE HIT ME!" With that, he smacked himself on the side of the head and went stumbling half-way across the room, fell to the floor, then started crying for all he was worth! Oh, he was good! Well, I slapped my hand over my mouth, as quickly as possible . . . but it was useless. Needless to say, the child was not hurt . . . and once he realized I was laughing, he gave it up and started laughing, himself (with many repeats of the famous slap and stumble). Children! Gotta love 'em! Oh, and that was the last time, he hit his sister.
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    When my grandson was about 3, he spent many weekends with me. One morning I cut a fresh orange into eights, peels on, and gave it to him to eat. He bit into the first one, sucked on it a bit, and, then, in a very surprised voice said.

    "Oma, this has ORANGE JUICE in it!"

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    Quote Originally Posted by Neesie View Post
    Okay, a little background, first. My daughter is 2-1/2 years older than my son. When my son was born, we always cautioned my daughter to be careful around him; he was a baby. She took that advice, to heart. Too much to heart. One day, when my son was about 3, my daughter came to me, crying. She told me DS kept hitting her and she was afraid to hit him back, since he was "the baby." I advised her to defend herself and when he hit her, to hit him right back (trust me, she wasn't big enough to actually hurt him). Not to "hurt" him but rather to show him the error of his ways . . . and that if he made a habit of hitting people, they're gonna hit back! Better to nip it in the bud, IMO. So she ran back upstairs, a determined little girl. Short while later, DS comes downstairs, all in tears (with DD trailing after). I asked him to tell me what happened. He stopped crying, then started telling the sequence of events, re-enacting this little drama . . . he did this, she did that, he did such-and-such, "and then SHE HIT ME!" With that, he smacked himself on the side of the head and went stumbling half-way across the room, fell to the floor, then started crying for all he was worth! Oh, he was good! Well, I slapped my hand over my mouth, as quickly as possible . . . but it was useless. Needless to say, the child was not hurt . . . and once he realized I was laughing, he gave it up and started laughing, himself (with many repeats of the famous slap and stumble). Children! Gotta love 'em! Oh, and that was the last time, he hit his sister.
    That reminds me of my two. My DS is 4 years older than my DD so when she was born, we went to great lengths to explain to him that she was a little baby & that he had to be extra-careful with her. Andrew is a lover & not a fighter to begin with so we weren't particularly worried but we warned him just to be on the safe side. Andrew might've been a sweetheart, but Cara Leigh was a terror (at that time -- she's since grown into the worl'ds best DD). One afternoon Andrew was asleep on the couch. Cara Leigh was playing with her toy sweeper. All of a sudden I heard "whap" & Andrew started crying. I went in the living room to see what had happened & Cara Leigh was standing over her brother with her sweeper still raised in the air. She'd whacked him over the head! I asked her why & she said "He was sleeping & I'm not sleepy". Yep... the baby sister he needed to be so careful with had whupped up on him! Nowadays, if he's teasing her, she'll say to him "Watch it... I still have that sweeper"... LOL!
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    These were the cutest stories - I love these little walks down memory lane. I'd so love to hear some more.... :-)

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    This happened just about a month ago. I had picked up my 4 year old GS from preschool.we were going home and I saw 2-3 flocks of geese flying. I pointed them out to him. He said " Look Grandma! They are flying in a V like in the alphabet! And I see an H, an A, and. B....." I live with my daughter and grandsons so I hear these things daily! It's hard to be serious when they are saying such funny things.,

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    When my grandson, Billy, was 6 years old he wanted to do some arts and crafts with me. I asked him what he wanted to do and he said we could paint your sewing circle. Whaaat? I said what sewing circle? He pointed to the wall behind me where my wooden embroidery hoop was hanging! This is the same child who told his mama he wanted to buy me new safety pins because all of mine were bent!

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    Please do not take offense to this one...but it sure is darn cute... when my parents were first married, they lived way up north Wisconsin in a very tiny hick town...when my two oldest brothers were 4 and 5, they moved to Milw. My younger brother was outside eating a homemade ice pop...and a little neighbor boy who was black came to sit by him, and he asked if he could have a lick..my brother told him to go home and wash his face and hands and he could. So Jamison did so...he came back..asked again..my brother sent him home again...on the third time, he told the little guy...you better go see my mommy..she can get all the dirt off me. So my mother had to explain the skin color difference and those two have been friends since...matter a fact... Jamison was a groomsman at my brothers wedding....and Jamison started his little speech out by saying...I hope you don't mind toasting with me, but I tried and tried and tried..to get clean..and I just can't seem to get clean... so... Jamison's entire family...along with mine...were laughing till tears were running.. so Jamison told the entire story to the entire wedding guests.. This happened back in 1956.
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    Quote Originally Posted by mythreesuns View Post
    Please do not take offense to this one...but it sure is darn cute... when my parents were first married, they lived way up north Wisconsin in a very tiny hick town...when my two oldest brothers were 4 and 5, they moved to Milw. My younger brother was outside eating a homemade ice pop...and a little neighbor boy who was black came to sit by him, and he asked if he could have a lick..my brother told him to go home and wash his face and hands and he could. So Jamison did so...he came back..asked again..my brother sent him home again...on the third time, he told the little guy...you better go see my mommy..she can get all the dirt off me. So my mother had to explain the skin color difference and those two have been friends since...matter a fact... Jamison was a groomsman at my brothers wedding....and Jamison started his little speech out by saying...I hope you don't mind toasting with me, but I tried and tried and tried..to get clean..and I just can't seem to get clean... so... Jamison's entire family...along with mine...were laughing till tears were running.. so Jamison told the entire story to the entire wedding guests.. This happened back in 1956.
    Great story!!! How innocent kids really are.
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    Quote Originally Posted by sew_Tracy View Post
    Great story!!! How innocent kids really are.
    You bet they are...here's another Billy story: when he was in pre-k, he came home the first day and said he had a girlfriend and she's real pretty because she's brown all over.

    They are in 4th grade together this year and are good friends!

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    I remember way back when I was going shopping in the next town over from me. I had my daughter who was around 4 in the back seat. I'm guessing she asked me why I was going the way I was. I said...I'm taking the back road to Westboro. She asked, how come you're not taking the front road ? So cute

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    My son blended his family (boy and a girl) with another of 2 boys. When they had finished dinner the first night, the kids went to watch TV. The grands wanted to know where their new brothers' TV quilts were. When they heard that the new brothers were quiltless, the grands immediately hauled out their quilts for selection. They were terribly upset by the idea of family members without their own portable hugs. My son and I are very proud of their understanding of the importance of sharing.

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    This happened last night. WE have been having Monday night suppers for our family for the last two years. It was too hard to get them together on weekends as the kids multiplied and had activities of their own. So...last night, great grandson Bennett, 5, didn't eat very much of his supper. A few minutes later, he came into the kitchen and his Hunny asked if he needed anything. He said he was looking for the cake. She told him that we had fruit for dessert. (I usually have cake, cookies, or cobbler) He said he didn't want any fruit. Much later (as they were preparing to leave for home, he came up to me and asked,"Mimi, when are you gonna fix the stuff we eat after supper?" Poor kid! So I pulled out leftover brownies from the fridge. He was a happy boy!! Lesson learned: I will have dessert next week.
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    When there were tornado warnings in Dallas last year, my then 2-yr-old grandson came home from daycare talking about "tomato sirens". I'd rather never have to worry about such things, but that took the edge off a bit.
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    My then 3 yo DS was sitting at the dinner table when I placed a little tablespoon of cooked spinach on his plate. His Daddy told him he needed to take at least one bite of it. With his lip curling and shaking he could barely get out the words, "but Daddy, I don't like grass!"

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