Aaron: I have a report to write, it's due tomorrow.
Me: What are going to write it on?
Aaron: Paper.
Got a kid story?
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
My niece when she was three: "Well, if you're tired Shy Boy could drive you home! And if there is no room in the car, he could drag you behind it with a chain AND KILL YOU DEAD!"
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Lol Chef. When my nephew was 2 he colored on the coffee table. My sister made him help clean it up. She couldn't stop laughing as he wiped the table with a paper towel repeating "*nephew* no color table"
My nephew is very encouraging, it's cute. When I was teaching my sister to drive a stick we were all bouncing around in the car and here he is telling her things like "way to go mommy!" or "you're doing it mommy!"
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Was it a bad day?
Or was it a bad five minutes that you milked all day?
Well this is dating me but I was a huge fan of Miami Vice in the 80's. So much so that if DS was being noisy I would shoosh him and say Miami Vice is on. Well one day he was watching TV (he was about 3) and said "Mommy, your ami Vice is on"
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
When my niece was about 3-4 we were at my mom's & I was standing in the doorway between the kitchen & dining room. My niece walked up behind me & said "move it bitch". My mom & I were a little startled & my poor SIL was mortified. She explained that she had said it in the car when the car in front of her wouldn't go.
when my now almost 18yoa DD was 3 she was sitting in the middle of the living room with a piece of computer paper, and scissors...cutting tiny tiny pieces of paper.
DD what ARE you doing??
she calmly replies Cutting...continues to cut
DD did you ask to use scissors??
nope continues to cut....
DD even if you asked to use scissors can you cut in the living room??
NOPE...continues to cut....
DD WHY are you cutting....
she looks up, comments "Cause I am BAD Momma BAD!" continues to cut
she has been a handful but a heartful too
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~~Four Wheels Move the Body~~ ~~ Two Wheels Move the Soul~~
Used to constantly tell the girl I au paired to watch her elbows when she sat on my lap beteeen the ages of 3 and 6. Them pointy bony things could really do a number on the mammeries. Off they go for a weekend with some family in Indiana only to come back and tell me about aunt C's big elbows.
My former niece was about 3, sitting on my lap playing one of those patty cake kind of things, she had a sucker in her mouth and pulled it and asked if I wanted some.
I said no. She asked why not. I told her it had germs on it we didn't need to share.
She looked at, rubbed it down, then up her leg across her sweat pants, smiled like a Cheshire cat and announced "IT'S CWEAN NOW!"
It was more lint than sucker at this point.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Background: I teach the 2-3 yr old Sunday school class. Last fall Owen had a tummy bug and threw up in bed. He was so enthralled by throwing up that almost every Sunday since he comes to class telling us about throwing up. The way he tells the story you would think it just happened.
Fast forward to this past Sunday, the lesson was on Jonah and the big fish. It was right up Owens alley that the bight fish threw up Jonah. Owen's mom came to pick him up from class and I told her that the lesson was on Owen's favorite subject. With a horrified look, she whispers, "the lesson was on farting?" 😳.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
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