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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?" :D 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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I love these stories!
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Originally Posted by mythreesuns
(Post 5902391)
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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Originally Posted by QM
(Post 5905076)
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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OK I'll be the first to tell a story about what I did as a small child:
I was riding in the back of the station wagon. Mom was driving, oldest son in the front passenger seat. Two other brothers sitting in the back seat with me. I leaned up to mom and asked her what color my uterus was. My older brothers began to snicker and my mom calmly answered - "Well I hope it's pink" to which I responded - no look their brown." I meant the Iris of my eye. |
Many years ago I was helping in Sunday School and the teachers ask me to hang up the days work. The group were 5 year olds and she had them copy the verse, "Go and make things right." About the fifth one I hung up had made a mistake. His said "Go and mate things right."
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