A soft place to sit???

One day while visiting my mother’s home on Long Island I overheard my 
children in the kitchen. My son said to his twin sister, “Kate, do you 
know what a stool softener is?” She said, “Yeah, it’s the cushion on 
the stool that Grandma always uses”. That was the end of that.

Thank you Alicia for a great example of “Kid Logic”!   :)

Mittens for your feet

A few weeks ago my daughter who is 13 and exceptionally bright was sitting in the kitchen putting on toe socks. If you dont know what these are they are like gloves for your feet. Each toe has an individual spot to go in. I walk into the kitchen and she says you know what they should invent? What I say? Mittens for your feet.

Um yeah Sarah, I think they already have those, they are called socks.

The Line Leader

One day my 4 year old daughter Karlyn asked me if she was in my tummy when she was a baby. I told her yes, she then asked my if her brother Wyatt (who was then 3) was in my tummy too. I said yes he was. Then she said “WELL I WAS LINE LEADER.

 

Thanks to Kid Spirit.com for this one!

Six Year Old Knows

For many years, I had wanted to attend an evening Hot Air Balloon Glow at a very
large park in our city.  Since we have a 15 yo exchange student this year, we
finally went.  It was very crowded and I had to park over a mile from the venue.  As
we walked along, our student took pictures of some fountains and we basically just
followed the crowd.  My 9 and 6 year old daughters were excited and distracted me
from checking the name of the street closely.

When the event was over, it was very dark and as we walked along, the crowds began
to thin.  We determined we had made a wrong turn and switched directions.  At one
point my 6 year old said, “Down there!”   Since she could not possibly know, we
trudged along and asked some other people we saw.  We showed them the picture of the
fountains and they sent us a different way.   It was getting later and later and it
was obvious we walked in circles.  I was scared but trying not to show it.  We were
all getting tired.  Finally, after over an hour, we found the correct fountain and
turned the corner to see our lone car under the streetlights. 

“I TOLD YOU!” yelled my six year old daughter!   We laughed and it broke the tension.  Ironically, had we
listened to the little one, we would have been on the street where the car was
parked!