
Kids.
You know the phrase, "Kids say the darndest things."
I spent most of yesterday making mental notes of all the silly things my boys blurted out. Such as:
-Driving home from Hayden's school, we were crawling along on 465. Frustrated with the slow-moving traffic, 7-year-old Griffin says loudly, "
I KNEW we should've rode our bikes."
-Eating dinner at Chili's, 3-year-old Hayden spotted an elderly man in the booth next to us. Loudly, he said, "Momma, when will I become a papaw?" I told him it won't happen for a long, long time. "
You mean, probably in twenty minutes?"
-On the way home from that dinner, Hayden kept at it, "When will I be old?" I told him it would be years and years, after he marries a woman and maybe has kids. "
Ewwww, I will NEVER do that, cause you have to dance with a girl."
-Hayden started to take his pants down out in public one day, and I told him we don't do that. "It's not good manners to show your privates to others. Mommy doesn't do that." His response? "
You don't HAVE privates, I've looked."
And that's just three days worth.
2 comments:
I am cracking up! Hayden doesn't want to dance with a girl...priceless!
Kris
How in the world do you keep a straight face?!!! I just love them!
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