<p>From my preschool yearbook:
“Mommy, what is a minnow.”<br>
“Its a fish, honey.”
“No! I mean the one in the alphabet.” (Think about it)</p>
<p>“My mommy puts her vulva in the garage every day.”</p>
<p>“Happy Near You!!”</p>
<p>When I saw a fat man on a bus: “Mommy, when is that man going to have his baby?”, right in front of him.</p>
<p>When I saw a short, fat woman holding hands with a tall, skinny woman, I pointed and said: “Mommy! The circus is in town!” very loudly.</p>
<p>When i was little, I took my dad’s favorite tie and tied it around my neck and pretended to be ninja turtle. Ever kid thought i was the coolest and started to copy me. HAHAHAHA.</p>
<p>DS:</p>
<p>“The Statue of Liver-ty”</p>
<p>My son at age 6, after we took a trip to Rome the really hot summer of 2003, when asked what he liked <em>least</em> about the trip:</p>
<p>“The sixteen chapel sucked”</p>
<p>Of course, he was looking up into people’s elbows, backpacks, etc…</p>
<p>My neighbor was over tonight playing with my little cousin… </p>
<p>i asked him what time he had to go home… normally he walks home at 8… and it was like 5 of 8 at the time… (he’s 6)… </p>
<p>he was like, “i don’t know when i have to go home, my mom and dad aren’t home and my nana didn’t give me a time”… </p>
<p>i said, “where are they at”</p>
<p>he said, “my mom had to get surgery on her head at the hospital. they tried to do it before but they found out she didn’t have a brain. that’s probably what the problem was”</p>
<p>Love the thread!</p>
<p>When our S was 4 in Pre-k they were learning chess.
He came home to show me, excited. Pointed out all the pieces and named them: queen, rook, knight etc.
Then came the PRAWNS.
I gently corrected him, PAWNS, honey.
No, he insisted.
Next day he came home. You were right, Mommy, they are not PRAWNS, they are really called PORNS!</p>
<p>Today, my 7 year old was watching Nickelodeon while waiting for me to take him to school-- they were promoting a contest where you send in name, phone, address, age, email, etc to try to win a trip.</p>
<p>My son: “wow, you can bring 4 friends, I’d bring you, Dad, brother & sister… But I probably wouldn’t win though…”</p>
<p>I agreed: “yeah, they basically just run the contest so lots & lots of people will send in their name, address & phone. They do this just so they can try to sell you stuff.”</p>
<p>Son: “Cool!”</p>
<p>My paternal grandmother has never gotten over me wondering where the minnows were when she was teaching me to sing the alphabet. I was hearing MNO as minnow. I knew what those were from my grandfather taking me fishing and I would always stop her asking, Where da minnows, Oma? I used to also sing part of “My Country Tis of Thee” as “Land where the Pilgrams fried.”</p>
<p>My Dad was a late talker and required a lot of speech therapy. One day, when my Grandma and my 3-year-old Dad were walking down the street, they saw three nuns. My Dad said very clearly and loudly "Look Mommy! Three Witches!</p>
<p>I know a guy who’s 40ish, and when he and his wife found out they were pregnant with their second child, their four-year-old son, upon learning HOW his mom found out she was pregnant, said, “Mom peed on a stick, and now she’s pregnant.”</p>
<p>years ago a couple I know were driving their 7-year old daughter to one of an interminable series of classes, after-school programs, and the like. The mom turned to the daughter and said “we’re driving you everywhere now, but someday when you’re older we’ll be really old and it’ll be your turn to drive us around”. Her daughter thought seriously for a moment, and then said “Oh, no mommy. I’ll be long gone!” </p>
<p>Its still a family legend; said daughter now a sophomore in college.</p>