Oh yes they do the kid raised in a truck until he was 5 went to
school first week we was in Walmart. He was following about three
aisles behind. I stopped for him to catch up. He stopped and yelled
hey mom guess what I learned in school he popped up his finger and
said this is the finger you are not suppose to use. I almost
died right there.
Oh got another one.

We was coming across Point of Rocks, Wy. I was in the hammer
lane. He come bouncing down the sleeper. Jumped up in the seat.
Well a little explanation need here. When we drivers get tired
sometimes we hit the hammer lane and play ditch diving.

An England truck was up around the bend. Started to do this.
He reached over grabbed the mic keyed it up and said, "Hey
England Indy already has a pace car. Get back over in your
lane my mamas coming on through!" I almost laughed caught myself.
I said his full name where did you hear that? He said another driver
I quickly made him apologize. The other driver got the biggest kick
out of it. He was tired so I shut her down and followed him kept him awake until he could get to Little America. Then went on my way.

Yes you never know what they will say....

I used to babysit my best friend's baby..regularly.
One night I was bathing him (he was now 5 years old)
and he shivered, I said 'Are you cold?'

He replied, 'No, I am electric excited!'
Seems my rubdown was a wee too intense :-)
Kid explained it perfectly.

Time for baby to bathe on his own :-)

I remember when we just adopted our second double trouble as a son. Bring the diligent parents we thought we should be we safely secured things from them.

But we kept finding things out. Blaming the other for awhile and then
Wondering for a while if we had a racoon or other such gremlin we started doubling down.

To our surprise I finally caught them stripping off their shoes and socks and literally climbing up the adjoining door jam like monkey's going up a coconut tree. And after unfastening the spring loaded latch letting the other down quietly.

So I have had lots of laughs over the years since as they cope with their own drape apes.

Im firmly convinced that children are not merely blessings Pstar.

They are poetic justice to the parents who were little terrors when they were young lol. I love your kids determination! :)

I have been married twice. I had a son from the first and a daughter from the second. My daughter ADORES her big brother. When she was 3 or 4 and the school was encouraging students to know the basic information in case they were ever lost,,,, she started asking questions. One day we had this conversation.

"Mom, isn't my last name the same as yours?"

'yes honey'

"But my brother's last name is different?"

'yes honey'

at this point, she got a look of both curiosity and frustration on her face and said

"I don't want to think about it"


and wandered away,,, lol

When my oldest son was four years old, I was pregnant with his brother. He asked me how the baby got inside me. I thought back to my college class (sex education) and age appropriate explanations to give your children, so I told him that daddy planted a seed in mommy.

He stood there for a few minutes looking out the window. Then turned to me and asked, "Well how did he get the dirt in there?"

buddy of mine has two kids they're now 13 and 5...when his first was 1.5 he fell down in the yard... he gets up pauses, brushes his knee off and exclaims "WELL S%#T"...i still laugh about it

My 3 years old daughter and me go shopping.
Me: Remember, you can pick only one thing for yourself.
Daughter: I picked cookies.
A minute later near the fridge.
Me: You already picked the cookies. No ice-cream today.
Daughter: No, now you can pick which ice-cream you wanna buy me.

My 3 years old daughter and me in market.
Stranger man picking tomatoes.
Daughter to him: Don't you have any food at home.
Stranger with smile: No, I don't. That's why I'm buying.
Daughter: Mommy, let's take him to home with us, he is hungry.

My 3 years old daughter and me in market.
Daughter says hello to everyone. Everybody say hello back. One middle-aged man doesn't say. She repeats hello louder, he still doesn't respond.
She goes closer to him, looks at him in the eye and says:
"didn't your mother taught you manners?"

I can write millions of them. I have 3 kids.

(Excuse the repeat story)

I have a pretty cool niece too!

When B. was in grade school we would talk on the phone often (being states away). She liked to collect stickers to put on her school folders, and I would mail stickers to her.

One time she said, " You know what Uncle J.? I really dislike that sticker that says *Mean People Suck*! Mean people don't SUCK....they're just HURT!"

I wept.