Kids Say Funny Things

We all know that some of the funniest sentiments uttered come out of the mouths of children. Whether repeating what they've heard elsewhere, dredging up the things we tell them and packaging them in a unique way, or coming up with something completely out of their own imaginations, it's often amusing, and sometimes embarrassing, to listen to what comes out of children’s mouths. Especially when they're your own kids.

We wanted to create a space where you can come to post the funny things your kids say. There will be a link on the sidebar for your convenience, so anytime something worth publishing pops out of your child's mouth, feel free to share with all of us. We can all use an extra laugh or smile!

So, with that, I'll start. I have two children. DD is 4 1/2. She has always been verbal, and has a penchant for dramatic and exaggerated language. (She inherited that from her dad.) Statements such “I love you so very dearly” are typical. DS is 1 1/2 and is in that glorious stage of fast mapping, where he tries to repeat everything he hears, and every day, he adds several new words to his working vocabulary. It is so satisfying at a visceral level to hear him ask for hummus.

In the last few weeks, here are some funny things they have said:

I was upstairs and DD was watching the end of "Rescuers Down Under." All of a sudden, I hear her laughing uproariously, and yelling, "THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" She later explained that the villain had gone over a waterfall.

On a recent Saturday, she was in my room with me, and she said, "Mom, what's wrong? The house is clean." I asked her what made her think I was upset. She said, "Well, you were growling." I continue to believe that at that moment I was in a fine mood and that I didn't even so much as sigh. But, maybe I do occasionally growl about the clutter in the house!

Then there was the time when I was belting out "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow" and she said, "Easy, Mom, EASY!"

Today, we were headed out the door to church and DS scurried out onto the porch saying "Hurry! Hurry!" Not to hard to tell where that one comes from since it seems like I am perpetually telling them both to hurry when we are on our way to church. By the way, the hardest part about DH's meetings before church is getting my kids out the door by myself and making it into the chapel in a non-frenzied, semi-pleasant mood. I failed miserably today.

And when DH asked DS to do something the other day, forgetting to use the magic word, DS went over and rubbed his clenched fist on DH's chest, while at the same time saying "pease." (You rub your fist on your chest to say please in sign language, and we always require DS to do it when he wants something.)