FamilyOur five-year-old called his daddy into the bathroom for some help the other day (yes, it’s going to be that kind of post, so go on and visit Buzz or Chris if you prefer more palatable subjects). Gil went in, hoping for a commando-style mission: a quick assist and a hasty retreat, but Logan asked him to pull up a stool seat and talk with him while he finished up. I have to give Gil a heap pile lot of credit for this, because there was a definite haze in the air and it took some fortitude to stay. He reached into the cupboard, grabbed a cannister, gave the air a surreptitious spritz, and faced his oldest son.
Gil: “OK, Logan, what did you want to talk about?”
Logan: “Well, guess what? I can count to 900! Wanna hear?”
UPDATE: I just checked my links like a good little blogger, and noticed that Buzz has actual photos of someone’s digestive tract today. Try to remember that I spared you that.
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My son was in the same room as me when I was getting dressed one day. I scratched the top of my left breast a little and he said, “Mommy, you are touching your —-!”
I said to him, “I just have an itch,” to which he responded, “That’s *your* excuse!”
Jet, 4
Jax: Mommy, here’s a little piece of toilet paper to wipe the tip.
Mommy: The tip of what?
Jax: Your penis.
Jax, 3
After being told to go outside and pick up the dog poop, he goes outside, whines and complains. He comes back in and says, “Mom, I think the dog over-pooped.”
Luke, 8
When I woke up one morning with a sore throat, raspy voice, and fever, my three-year-old, Emilie, asked me what was wrong. I said, “Mama has a cold…” and she felt my cheek for a minute before saying, “No. You has a hot!”
Emilie, 3
Do you know how I memorized 2 x 11? I have this fake pencil in my brain, and it writes down the multiplication!!
Hugo, 6
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02.19.04 at 09:43 AM |
lol that is too funny!
02.19.04 at 12:51 PM |
Being a parent is all about the glamour, isn’t it?!
02.19.04 at 02:24 PM |
Daddy must be a saint! Too funny!
02.19.04 at 05:23 PM |
My wife spent the day with my daughter on Monday for President’s Day. I came home and the first thing my daughter says, “Daddy I need to tell you what I did today!” Thinking she would give me a play by play of the shopping and other girl day out things, I said, “Great”. “Daddy I fwushed my Barbie mirror down the toilet.” “It bwoke.” I galnced at my wife and she was looking at the ground in a manner that indicated “I didn’t do it”. The next two hours I spent taking out the toilet and trying to take out the mirror. Apparently my daughter had dropped the mirror in the toilet while making a gigantic...yeah