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Bringing the thread back to it's original intent. My 5 year old told me in all seriousness last night that the "frogs were in the concrete" we just had some re-landscaping done so I was confused for a few seconds and though it might be something quite morbid, until I realized that he meant to say that the frogs were in the creek behind our house. (We hear lots of croaking when the weather gets warm).

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He isn't my kid, but my nephew sat at dinner after my graduation and yelled "Dorthy is a Cock!" The whole place went silent and there were about 8 people there who did not know my nephew at all.

Turns out that while he and my parents were in Arizona they went to a Chinese food place with a friend that lives in AZ. Her name...Dorothy. The guy gave fortunes to everyone and said that he was a Dragon, I was something else, my mom...etc etc. And Dorothy...a Cock.

That was indeed one of the funniest things I've heard him say.

The day I was most proud of the 5-year old was when we were at a mall and he said he wanted to go home and watch the Foster's Life of Imaginary Friends special movie on Cartoon Network...when I said we'd probably miss it if he wanted to hit the toy store, he said, "no problem Auntie Jessica, I'll just TIVO it."

He got three toys that day...I am proud of the little bugger! hah
 
depierce said:
I was a casual reader of this thread, and passed up the post where you laughed at the rudeness of your child. But, after seeing this post, I had to register here just so that I could respond. ...

good, feel better? fantastic. i'll pretend i give a crap about your opinion while you pretend to understand a single bit about me or my life. :rolleyes:
 
One of my choice phrases as a child was "Who do you think I am, Cinderella?" when I was asked to do something.

I tend to sleepwalk. One time I ran out of my room yelling "I have to finish!!" and then went back to bed.

When I was younger, I would fall asleep in my mom's bed and then when my dad came to bed, he'd carry me to my room. One time I told him, in sleepiness, "But it's not yellow yet!". Which actually made some sense. By yellow I meant morning (the sun). It wasn't morning yet, so why was he taking me out of bed?

I know I used to say a$$ a lot because my Nana said it a lot. I also used to call people idiots quite frequently.

I was visiting the doctor once and when he finally entered the room after an eternity of waiting, I just said "What's up Doc?" without missing a beat. He just closed the door and went out in the hallway and laughed and laughed.

This one we have on video. I was staying at a Hilton hotel in Florida, way up on a high floor. The room overlooked the main entrance plaza. They were washing the concrete with one of those pressure washers. I said very angrily, "I don't want them on my road".

Also on video, my first trip to Disney World. My mom is asking me who I'd seen that say. "Dow Duck", "Me Mouse", "Two Me Mouse" (Mickey & Minnie), "Geeto Geeto". Somehow, the red bird from "The Three Caballeros" was Geeto Geeto. I forget now if that one is really Jose or Panchito. I don't know where I got Geeto Geeto from.

I called the toilet "pippendot". I don't know why.

When my mom would do something that was annoying me, I would just calmly say, "Mommy, don't do that right now".

I could spot a McDonald's from a mile away. Heard many times on the first drive to Florida: "Daddy, McDow up there!" I pronounced "there" as "theyyyuuuurrreee" very long and drawn out.

I also pronounced a lot of words strangely and had odd ways of talking about things. People were long, not tall. Spot was "fot". I couldn't even pronounce my own name; it was "Fisten" instead of "Kristen". I also had some sort of speech impediment which made me pronounce certain words with a bit of a lisp and a missing letter or two. Despite all that, I was quite intelligent for my age.
 
iBlue said:
good, feel better? fantastic. i'll pretend i give a crap about your opinion while you pretend to understand a single bit about me or my life. :rolleyes:
Its amazing how everyone has an opinion about other peoples kids. And the odd urge to spew it. Sometimes parents just need to vent. Kids say things that you have no idea where they got it. TV? friends on the playground? other parents? Does it really matter?

Just beacause you have the balls to admit that parenting is hard and that your experience has proven to you that you dont wish to do it again does not make a bad parent.

Every single parent (including myself) I know has had their moment where they just had to say F*** IT!". That doesnt make you a bad parent. It just means your human.

To think that someone could sum you up by a silly quip about something your kid said is ludicrous! And to reccomend adoption:eek: Who the F*** do they think they are? All I can say is that post pissed me off like nothing before. Perhaps when the poster hears their child being rude they will do the right thing and put their kid up for adoption.:rolleyes:

I dont know you personally iBlue but im sure you love and adore your child as much as any other parent, and will continue doing so until the day you die.

All the best.:)
 
Wow...so much venom on MR today. Just makes me sad.

Adoption is not something to be discussed lightly not tossed off as a random solution. It has serious emotional effects for both parties. My sister was adopted and she has issues to this day (she's 29) that she is coping with. This suggestion, in my opinion, is totally uncalled for.

I think you owe iBlue an apology.

I'm going to go back to being depressed today,
 
Black&Tan said:
Wow...so much venom on MR today. Just makes me sad.

Adoption is not something to be discussed lightly not tossed off as a random solution. It has serious emotional effects for both parties. My sister was adopted and she has issues to this day (she's 29) that she is coping with. This suggestion, in my opinion, is totally uncalled for.

I think you owe iBlue an apology.

I'm going to go back to being depressed today,
Well, every one was having a good time until depierce showed up and started suggesting putting our kids up for adoption cause they said poopy:confused:
 
Have no kids myself. But my family likes to remind me of when I was 5 yo, my Grandfather passed away. The adults were gathered around the kitchen table after the funeral, trying to piece together how they were going to pay the bills after my Grandfather's death from a brain tumor.

I walked up and told them they didn't have to pay. They tried to explain that the doctors and hospital did their best to help him, so they had some bills to pay. According to family members, I responded "Daddy's car wasn't fixed and he didn't have to pay; Grandpa wasn't fixed, so you don't have to pay".
 
thanks everyone. I actually got quite a bit of support here for that, public and private and it's appreciated. I can count on one hand how many times I've felt genuinely repulsed by a post here... that was near the top of a short list. anyway, I'm pleased for those without anus-cranial inversion who understood better what I was saying. crickey! :)

I now return you to your regularly scheduled cute things kids say topic.
 
Chip NoVaMac, your story reminds me of when my wife's grandmother passed away. We all went to the funeral, including my then 2 year old son. We repeatedly told him he needed to be very quiet in church. And since we were sitting in the front row, we brought a few books to amuse him. And he was very good, the model of perfection -- until he shushed the priest!
 
Black&Tan said:
Chip NoVaMac, your story reminds me of when my wife's grandmother passed away. We all went to the funeral, including my then 2 year old son. We repeatedly told him he needed to be very quiet in church. And since we were sitting in the front row, we brought a few books to amuse him. And he was very good, the model of perfection -- until he shushed the priest!

LOL!

Reminded me of my uncle's (a priest) anniversary Mass. The Cardinal was there to celebrate the Mass with my uncle. As is the custom in the Church, you kiss the Cardinal's ring upon meeting. We all were in line according to "age and importance". My sister and I were bringing up the rear. I was first, and knew better, and kissed the ring. The Cardinal then held out his hand to my younger sister - she grasped it hard for her age and shook it hard saying "howdy!" :)

My Grandmother nearly had a heart attack. :) The Cardinal to his credit, just smiled and said, "Howdy, little girl.", and smiled. :)
 
It always cracks me up the way my kids mispronounce things. My daughter who will be 2 on friday - calls her pony tails pobie tails and she thinks they're "prebby." She says I Love You as i-ow-you-mommy, i-ow-you-daddy.


Pobie Tails:
 
No kids of my own, but I'm third of six kids, so there's plenty of stories to share, but I think this one is the most appropriate for this forum.

My little brother (not so little now, he's bigger than I am), was sleeping in our living room for some reason (don't remember now) on the sofa bed, and I was coming into the kitchen for a drink with a friend who had spent the night. He was about 7 I think, which would've put me at around 13. Anyways, he was asleep the entire time, but he rolls over randomly, mumbles "Dad looks like Bill Gates because of his glasses," and rolls back over and goes back to sleep fully. He's talked in his sleep before and since, but nothing quite so funny as that. It was all we could do to not wake him up with our laughter.

jW
 
1) My son was speaking in full sentences when he was 12 months. We were in for a well-baby check up, and the dopey public health nurse came over and said, in baby talk, "Have you started SPEAKING yet, can you say MOMMY??" My son pulled his pacifier out of his mouth, gave her a big smile, pointed to his Max Mekker doll lying on the sofa, and said "Max Mekker is over there."

2) He spoke both English and Norwegian more or less from the get go, but he superimposed them on each other, mixing vocabulary and putting one set of grammar rules on the other. Verbs in Norwegian only have one conjugation in each tense, so he'd say I is, you is, they is etc., just as he would have in Norwegian. I explained that in English it was I am, you are etc, and he looked at me patiently, sighed, and said, "I KNOWS it Mamma, but I wants to say I is."

3) Like me, he has always been a great fan of the Wizard of Oz. One day when he was two, I was supervising him while he was in the shower, and he turned to me with a mischievious look, grabbed his throat dramtically, and said, "I's MELTING, I's MELTING!!"

4) At his 4 year check up, the nurse showed him one of those pop-up toys, with five animals you can push down into boxes or push a button to have pop up. She asked him how many animals there were, and he said five. Then she pushed three of them down into their boxes and asked how many there were now. He looked at her suspiciously, and said, "There are still five, but you hid three of them."

5) One morning when he was 3, his father and I were teasing him a bit - just good natured teasing. We were visiting my folks in the States, and trying to take advantage of speaking as much English with him as possible. He got irritated at the teasing, and tried to find the nastiest word he could think of, and said, "Well, well,...you's....FAMILIAR!!!!"

Poor guy we dissolved in laughter, couldn't help ourselves. Apparently familiar sounded really nasty to him.


This one is about someone else - can't remember if a friend told me, or if I read it. It concerns a little boy who, after making some comment out loud referring to someone else's physical handicap, was told by his embarrassed mother shortly afterwards that staring or commenting out loud on peoples' appearances or handicaps etc wasn't polite, but that if he ever saw anything he wondered about, they could of course talk about it later, at home. So of course they eventually sight another person out in public with a physical handicap, and the little boy points and says loudly, "Boy, Mama, we're gonna have to talk about HER when we get home!"
 
Great stories, annk - I think every single one made me smile. There's some great ones in this whole thread.
 
Chip NoVaMac said:
Love the stories from Annk and Doctor Q; just amazes how far kids have come in 20-30 years. :eek:

What a world we now face in the future with great kids like these two. :)

I think most parents have stories like these, but unfortunately most parents are too exhausted to write them down when they happen, so they don't get remembered! (Good for you, Q!) And we tend only to remember the ones where our kids did something clever :p .

On second thought, I can't imagine my Oz story took place when he was 2. Must've been about 4 or 5... (Proud parent selective memory)
 
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Here's an apropos quote from Newsweek columnist Robert J. Samuelson (May 29 issue):
"It is easy to imagine the sacrifices and disappointments of raising children. It is hard, try as people might, to imagine the intense joys and selfish pleasures."​
 
njmac said:
It always cracks me up the way my kids mispronounce things. My daughter who will be 2 on friday - calls her pony tails pobie tails and she thinks their prebby. She says I Love You as i-ow-you-mommy, i-ow-you-daddy.
What an adorable child. Her "poby tails" are indeed very "prebby." Kids' mispronunciations are so cute. You must be so proud...
I agree with you, too, on the judging thing. I don't have any children of my own yet, but I've been in stores with my nieces and nephews and I know how hard it can be sometimes to keep them under control. Children are people, people with their own minds and their own moods and feelings. Although parents and other adults in their lives can have a hugh impact on these things, we can't completely control what our children think and say. Anyone who gets offended by something a child says is way too uptight anyway, in my opinion.
 
annk said:
I think most parents have stories like these, but unfortunately most parents are too exhausted to write them down when they happen, so they don't get remembered! (Good for you, Q!) And we tend only to remember the ones where our kids did something clever :p .

Guess it like the stories that my relatives remember about my Grandfather's death and my sister with the Cardinal that I shared here.

Reminds me of another story that is shared time and again. My sister is about 1 1/2 years younger than I am. My parents were trying to get her off the "bottle". They made a big show of tossing her bottles in to the trash for her. The story goes that when she cried one time for her bottle, I ran to the trash can, saying "I find it for you Dee-Dee (her name is Denise)".



That one made me laugh out loud. :D

annk said:
On second thought, I can't imagine my Oz story took place when he was 2. Must've been about 4 or 5... (Proud parent selective memory)

Doctor Q said:
Here's an apropos quote from Newsweek columnist Robert J. Samuelson (May 29 issue):
"It is easy to imagine the sacrifices and disappointments of raising children. It is hard, try as people might, to imagine the intense joys and selfish pleasures."​

There are those of us that are jealous of the joy you and others have in this.
 
I was talking to my friends little sister today (She's 4) and I was drinking a Root Beer and she was like "Whats that?" and I was like "Root Beer" and then she was like "Old ladies like wine, like my mommy."

lol.
 
When my little brother, age 4 is in the back of my step dads car, he tends to say; 'get off the bloody road stupid idiot'... and he sounds soo cute, which is strange...
 
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