FROM THE MOUTH OF BABES--PART 2

Isn't that deer gorgeous? I took this picture while our family was going on a drive through the mountains. (We live along the great Rocky Mountains.) And, even though this picture has nothing to do with my blog post, I thought this would be a great substitute since I couldn't find one. Kind of like my blog post today...


Feeling a little under the weather, my kidlets and I have been sick for a week now and I didn’t get around to writing a post for this week. I’m feeling more like this these days:

“Wait, wait. Do it again! How do you feel, Camryn?”

Allow me to humor you. I feel like this:

You can't see my trophy in this picture, but I took first!

(In the Butt-Ugly contest, anyway...)

Okay, since I've been camped out on the couch watching endless episodes of Dora with my kids, dying from a headcold and nausea, (which is FAR better than the torturous hours spent watching "you know who") I was emailed this article of funny responses of what children have said. I thought I would share since they made me giggle. Some of you have probably already seen it, but it was new to me.

Have a great week everyone!

FROM THE MOUTH OF BABES:

'While I sat in the reception area of my doctor's office, a woman rolled an elderly man in a wheelchair into the room. As she went to the receptionist's desk, the man sat there, alone and silent. Just as I was thinking I should make small talk with him, a little boy slipped off his mother's lap and walked over to the wheelchair.

Placing his hand on the man's, he said, "I know how you feel. My mom makes me ride in the stroller too."

* * *

As I was nursing my baby, my cousin's six-year-old daughter, Krissy, came into the room. Never having seen anyone breast feed before, she was intrigued and full of all kinds of questions about what I was doing.

After mulling over my answers, she remarked, "My mom has some of those, but I don't think she knows how to use them."

* * *

Out bicycling one day with my eight-year-old granddaughter, Carolyn, I got a little wistful. "In ten years," I said, "you'll want to be with your friends and you won't go walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do now."

Carolyn shrugged. "In ten years you'll be too old to do all those things anyway."

* * *

Working as a pediatric nurse, I had the difficult assignment of giving immunization shots to children. One day I entered the examining room to give four-year-old Lizzie her needle. "No, no, no!'"she screamed.

"Lizzie," scolded her mother, "that's not polite behavior."

With that, the girl yelled even louder, "No, thank you! No, thank you!"

* * *

On the way back from a Cub Scout meeting, my grandson asked my son the question. "Dad, I know that babies come from mommies' tummies, but how do they get there in the first place?" he asked innocently.

After my son hemmed and hawed awhile, my grandson finally spoke up in disgust. "You don't have to make something up, Dad. It's OK if you don't know the answer."

* * *

Just before I was deployed to Iraq , I sat my eight-year-old son down and broke the news to him. "I'm going to be away for a long time," I told him. "I'm going to Iraq ."

"Why?" he asked. "Don't you know there's a war going on over there?"

* * *

Paul Newman founded the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp for children stricken with cancer, AIDS and blood diseases. One afternoon he and his wife, Joanne Woodward, stopped by to have lunch with the kids. A counselor at a nearby table, suspecting the young patients wouldn't know that Newman was a famous movie star, explained, "That's the man who made this camp possible. Maybe you've seen his picture on his salad dressing bottle?"

Blank stares.

"Well," she continued, "you've probably seen his face on his lemonade carton."

An eight-year-old girl perked up. "How long was he missing?"

* * *

His wife's grave side service was just barely finished, when there was a massive clap of thunder, followed by a tremendous bolt of lightning, accompanied by even more thunder rumbling in the distance.

The little old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, "Well, she's there."