Kid stories

I dont have sibling stories but I do have stories about my son.

When he was about 2, I made omeletes for breakfast.  I put his plate down and he asks "what is that?"

"thats an omelet"

he replies "that is not an omelet, thats a tragedy!"  lol

What has your little squirt done?

Once, I was chatting with my 7 year old niece about what she wanted to be when she grew up and she said a writer.  I said that she would be great for it because she has a really good imagination.  She thought about it for a while and responded with, "Actually, I have really evil imaginations" and then told me a story to prove it about a zoo where "the monkeys are just TV's" and the Ape's escaped and "ripped everyone's heads off".  I love that girl so much!

My mother took my little sister to church when she was about 3 and was trying to explain to her that this was "God's house". My sister, contemplating this, was watching the priest walk down the aisle. She looks at my mother and says, "Is that God?!". The church was silent, everyone heard her, even the priest was laughing.

My mother and father were sitting in the living room discussing the big draft that was coming underneath the front door and how to stop it. My little sister, is listening to them with a look of horror on her face. My mother turns to her and asks her what's wrong and my sister says, "There's a big girrraaafffeee coming under the door?????".

She was a cute kid. Very literal.

My son is 13yo and has autism. He tends to shift from being very humrous and very profound. This is kinda' both:

He told my nephew that he's chosen to no longer watch his favorite cartoon. Here's why: "It's disrespectful to women. Women might be mean and annoying, but that's no reason to disrespect them."

LOL!!!!

Okay. My daughter turned three years old in April. Lets just say she was dancing in a strange way. She dances and twirls all the time but this was different. She kept running off through the house dancing strangely... Then coming back to dance some more .... Sorta hopping around... And pouncing jungle cat style.

Anyhow: I sneak into her room. I was just watching her from the door way.   She was dancing and singing " I'm bad ... I'm bad.. You know it. Trouble trouble.... Who's bad.. I'm BAD! you KNOW IT "  

It was the cutest thing I ever saw in my entire life. She was pulling out her Michael Jackson moves.

She liked that song when it played, I guess! This happened just a couple days after he passed away. She had seen it on tv because of all the footage. I let his music play the day after he died while cleaning. It played most the morning because they were playing all his music. One after the other. Lol! She loves that song. <3

When I was pregnant with my second, my first, 2.5 years old, saw the stretchmarks on my tummy.  She looked at them, and touched them, and I was getting ready to explain what they were when she exclaimed, "Mommy, it's pretty.  You've got a rainbow on your tummy!"

I no longer look at stretchmarks the same.

Awww.  That's a great story.

My other stock story:

We went to a aeronautical and space museum out in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma while on a road trip.  It was a pretty cool museum, they had actual aircraft, and pieces of space ships, and lots of cool stuff. 

My kids were looking at the space food, and next to it was a wall of plastic.  My 5 year old says, "Mom, what's that?"  I look at it and read the sign.  "Oh, it's a space potty dear."  I go on to explain that they have to go in a vacuum so it doesn't float around the spaceship.  Even my 2 year old was interested in this discussion.

We move on, get to climb on some airplanes, have a blast.  Eat some space ice cream - nasty stuff.  We get back in the car, and about an hour later, the 2 year old bursts out with the funny joke,  "poopie!"  That always gets a laugh from her sister.  Then the 5 year old, not to be beaten in the humor department, shouts out triumphantly, "SPACE POOPIE!"

And that, my friends, is funny.