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Children Say The Funniest Things
{ 08:12, Wednesday, May 7, 2008 }
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I had a rough "Why does Baby Bug have a nose?" asked my Flutter Bug when he was 5 years old. "Well, sweetie why do you have a nose?" I returned. After a bit of deep thought he replied, "If I did not have a nose then when I sneezed I would probably explode. I am glad that the baby will not explode!" Our Love Bug has always had quite the imagination. When he was 5 years old (that is sure a fun age!) he would wear his wooden sword, that his daddy made for him, in his belt everywhere he went. I asked him one time if he always had his sword with him. "Yes, I even sleep with it," was his reply. "Why do you sleep with it Love?" I asked. He shared with me, "There are pirates that live under my bed and I need to be ready." I was a bit concerned for my little man's safety and asked if the pirates scare him. He casually replied, "No, not really. Most days they sleep in and I am ready before they are." Grandma had come in from the cold one evening and Hug Bug (almost 4 years old), fresh from a bath, was sitting in only a towel on the couch. Grandma said, "I have very cold hands, where should I put them? (on a naked tummy?)" Hug Bug became very concerned and blurted out, "In . . . uh . . . (deep breath) some mittens!" Flutter Bug (5 years old) sat down with Daddy to watch some football. He sat directly between Daddy and the television. Daddy said, "Little buddy, I cannot see now. You are blocking my view." Flutter Bug thought about this and responded, "Then I will tell you what is happening. One of the big red guys is trying to throw the ball and the other big guy is trying to take it from him . . . . " We borrowed my in-laws Suburban to drive to California for my sister-in-laws collage graduation (this was a number of children ago). The one rule was that we could not have any food or drink in the car because they did not want any spills. We set up a bed in the back so that we could take turns sleeping on the trip. Stink Bug (then 2 1/2 years old) was not feeling well. When we stopped for breakfast Nonnie (Grandma) insisted that Stinky eat something (or at least drink some orange juice). When we started driving again I curled up with the little guy in the back to try to get him to sleep some more. All of a sudden he started crying, "I spill my tummy, I sorry, I spill my tummy!" He had thrown up and did not want to be in trouble with Nonnie. There are many more, but I will end with this one. Hug Bug (5 years old) had been caught lying, and was sent to Mom's room for a spanking. When I arrived to administer the discipline, Huggie was in tears. Through the tears he sobbed, "I said the sinner's prayer, but I am still a sinner, what am I gonna do?" That broke my heart. As I was hugging my little man he asked, "So, are you going to have grace?" (Of course I had to!) Children are a blessing from the Lord. I am thankful that my cup runnith over with such cute and snuggle-able blessings. { Post a Comment } { Last Page } { Page 11 of 31 } { Next Page } |
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