Sunday, January 20, 2013

Fly on the Wall: What you'd hear...

You ever just think about the conversations that go on, on a daily basis within the confines of your house?  I swear I don't make this stuff up.  

My youngest son is potty training. He is very literal and serious.  One day, he sat on the potty, trying his hardest to go potty.  I heard such a heart-broken little voice trying desperately to go potty and he told me this:

"Mommy, I can't go potty."

"Well why not baby?"

"Mommy, my penis is broken."

Trying my hardest not to giggle, I had him try again later.  He thinks if he can't go, he's broken. Silly boy.


Age and kids...don't ever ask for an honest opinion from a child. They will tell you how old you look.

My husband was playing around with the boys and asked them how old they thought he was.  

"Daddy you're 45 or 50."

I laughed, but not for long.

"Mommy, you're 40 or older right?"

Blanching I giggled as they re-corrected that age to be 16.  Oh my goodness, what a bunch of jokers we have in this house. 



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