One kindergartner to another, “I couldn’t EXIST without my purse!”
Emma and her friend were in the “way back” changing for dance while Sadie, my three-year-old tried desperately to get their attention from the middle seat.
I was on the phone with my sister, agreeing, for some unknown reason, to attend Zumba with her when I come to her house to see her next week.
“BUTT CHEEKS!” Sadie yelled from the middle seat, the big girls snickered.
“Hang on B,” I told my sister, I turned to Sadie, “Stop saying that. It’s ugly!” I scowled at her and she ducked her head.
I had no more turned back around in my seat when she yelled again, “BUTT CHEEKS!!”
I turned around, “SADIE!!!”
She blinked innocently, “BUT Momma! Da guhls waugh at me when I say butt cheeks.”
That’s logic I personally have trouble arguing with…
What are your kids saying in the backseat?
I was belting out the tunes in the car one day when my son, who was about four at the time said, “Um…Mommy?”
“Yes, Love?” I asked, touched by the soft, tender tone of his voice and expecting something as equally sweet to follow.
“Um…please don’t sing.”
Ouch!
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Maggie likes to throw things in the floorboard–some part of it I cannot reach–and then spend the next ten minutes holding her hands out, palms up, saying, “Wheredago?”
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No kids, but my dog Buffy will bark until she is noticed. Does that count?
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My 6 y/o daughter is in kindergarten and learning to read. She reads absolutely everything she can get her hands on. She brought home a copy of “Walter the Farting Dog” from the school library. Oh boy. Needless to say “fart”was her phrase of choice for the next week. But I suppose I would rather have her speak the word than demonstrate it…
My 3 yr daughter learned some VERY colorful language from my nephew (his parents do not care that he says stuff like that either) so the other day she asked me for a piece of gum & I told her no. I look in my rearview mirror she has folded her harm across her chest & pouting then says D@***T. Lets just say her & Ralphy have something in common now.
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