Funny Stuff Kids Do!
 

There were some stories, from jewels and OWD, that got started on 'The Ignore Function' thread and they were so amusing, I thought about starting a thread to see what YOU have to share.

Anyone got any stories??


BST :)

Another one of my daughter's favorite sayings, her 2nd sentence in fact was "I stuck". It has many uses and is applied to "Mommy or Daddy put me down" situations, situations where she really has herself stuck (backwards is not a direction this child thinks about yet and she's always climbing under, over and inside and through furniture) and to riding in her carseat & wanting out. "I stuck" is her way of saying I want to do something that I can't do right now.

This story took place 11 yrs ago. My niece is now 17.


When my sister and brother in law were moving back from Oregon they had lived on a ranch. They had various kinds of animals on the property and one of the neighbors told them that they would take the rooster. Well, my sis told my niece who was 6 at that time to go into the chicken coop and get him out of there. So in Heather goes to shoo it out. She starts walking behind it going "Shoo, Shoo" to the rooster and just as it get to the door way of the coop she lets out a yell and startled it. It jumped up on her head and started beating her in the head with its wings. She hates it when anyone tells the story to this day.

I'm 47 and I still say "I stuck!" whenever I get in front of a computer :D

Oops, this thread is for kids - err, goo goo BSG gaa gaa BSG ... :)

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When my youngest son was 6 years old, he could say cheeseburger and it rolled off his tongue....but if he wanted it plain, he could only say ham-ger-ber.....

I don't remember if it was me or one of my brothers, but in our house it was "hang-ger-ber".

I am
Dawg
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LOL...my son will be glad to hear that he was not the only one........

Just before my daughter could walk she would do what most little tikes do, which is stand by hanging on to stuff. Her favorite (and mine too) was that almost any day you could see her big diapered butt sticking out of the fridge as she rummaged thru its contents. She would take big bites out of anything she found in there and lob the rest onto the ground.

You shoulda seen her face the day she chomped into a raw onion! :D

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P.S. Amazingly, she discovered right off how the little button in the door hinge turned the fridge light on and off, and got a big kick out of pressing it. Guess that solves the old question, "If the fridge door is closed, how do you know the light is truly off?"

:D

:thumbsup: LMAO :D

When my daughter was very young and got her first boyfriend, she learned about Christians and non-Christians from his family. The only church she had attended was the Church of Religious Science so the question had never arisen in our family. She only knew there were many different beliefs.

One day she came home from her boyfriend's house and asked "Are we Christians?''

Knowing the context with which she meant it I said, "No, we aren't."

Her face lit up and she said, "Oh, you mean we're heathen?"

Laughed my head off!


I just found this thread and wanted to write something as today is my daughter's birthday.

Happy Birthday, Sweetie. :love:

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They grow up so fast, don't they.....

This happened when my daughter was 5..

We were casually sitting down to dinner and out of the blue she askes, "What's a penis?".

You could have dropped a needle on the carpet and we would have heard it hit, the room got so quiet.. LOL

My best friend's son watched "Free Willy" and became enamoured of the orca, and wanted everything that had an orca on it. One of the toys was a watergun shaped like a killer whale.

One night he was running around shooting his water gun and being his normal boisterous seven-year-old self, and suddenly he dissapeared and was quiet.
My friend says to me "He's awfully quiet, I wonder where he is and what he's doing?"
Me not being the type to beat around bushes called out, "Where are you, and what are you doing?"
He answered "I'm in the bathroom, playing with my Willy."

You know wat we thought.

So, driven by curiosity, I went to the bathroom to check on him. There he was, sitting on the edge of the sink, filling up his orca-shaped water-gun that he had named "Willy".

That's a good one! :)

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Here's a story about a lady who made sure that her son was properly dressed for school, every day. Even in kindergarten, the little boy a button-down shirt, casual pants (not jeans) and school shoes (not tennis shoes). Hair was combed, teeth were brushed. All in all, this young fellow looked "pretty sharp", .......
when he WENT to school.

Kindergarten was only a half-day and when the little boy came home and got off the bus, ..........the shirt was rumpled and most of it was not tucked in, shoes were on the wrong feet, hair was a mess. The boy looked like he slept the night in those clothes. Well, the lady exclaimed, "what mother would let her child go out of the house looking like that??". Then, with a gasp, she said, "Oh my God, he's MINE!!"

(You've probably figured out by now, the lady is my mom and the little boy is none other than ME!)

BST :blush:

You must've been a little stinker BST :). I'm sure your mom wondered long hours how you managed that :)

Hey, that's okay, I spent most of kindergarten standing in the corner... (not my fault usually but I couldn't stop giggling)...

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Some things never change!!

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One of my sister's first attempts at dressing herself went pretty well except for one area.
Mom told her "You have your shoes on the wrong feet."
My sis looked down at her feet, then back up at Mom and said,

"But Mommy, these are the only feet I have."

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learning LESSON .....don't trust a two year old and don't mess with MAMMA
 

When my Oldest child was almost three and my youngest child was
just scant days from her 2nd birthday I had to go to the bathroom.
I first checked on my kids who were at the breakfast table with
hubby.

I went to the bathroom and no sooner did I do that then I heard
horrific screams from the kitchen. I quickly finished in the bathroom
and raced to the kitchen where I found my youngest child with her
hands stuck in her head. The syrup bottle from the french toast
lieing on the table and dripping all over the table and over 1/4th
of the floor and my not so DH pretending to IGNORE the situation.

I then took matters into my own hands .............first I cleaned
Sarah ........as Marissa my oldest child hid out of the way .........completely as I had to cut a huge HORSE SHOE
shape in Sarah's bangs in order to free her hands which were
caked with syrup. I quickly assured my kids that everyone
was OK ..........................Then I cleaned up the kitchen table,
dishes and floor ............as Sarah went back into the kitchen to
sit with her daddy. Her father then proceeded to throw a HISSY
fit. "WHY ON EARTH DID YOU DO THAT????", He screamed.
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and said coldy
.........."because YOU weren't MAN ENOUGH to do it ......
YOURSELF ..............deaaaaaaaaaarrr."

Ah, married life :). Nice one amberstar

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LOL Muffit .......I'm shining star :D

Eeks! So sorry shiningstar! I knew a star was in there somewhere :).
Anyway, I liked your story :)

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When my oldest child was three, we went to Miami to visit the grandparents. They were showing us around and grandma kept saying (My)ami this and (My)ami that, then my husband said "Let's drive out to Miami Beach" and my son piped up and said "It's not you Ami daddy, It's grandma's Ami."

LOL LOL IT's ok Muffit :cool:

That's funny Em! And thanks, shiningstar :)

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Anytime!