The Pee Wee football team had just completed an undeafted season to win the league championship. The boys gathered around after the game for a celebration photo and the parents all have their cameras ready to shoot.

The head coach, in the back row,  barked out – “You boys just won the championship – so get your hands up and show them what number you are!” and he then help up his hand high with with his index finger proudly indicating that his team was “Number One”.

But many of the boys were signaling something different – some had their heads down look preplxed one even took off his cleats and socks… one of the dads asked – his son – “what are you doing” to which the 7 year old boy replied – “trying to figure out how to hold up my number – seventy-five”.

It was at that point that the coach realized what was going on and baked out again – “No you goofballs – not your  jearsy number – the team’s number – we’re number one! Like this!”

(not sure on the source of this one)

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolf hound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ‘I know why.’

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said, ‘People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?’ The Six-year-old continued, ‘Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.’

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly

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

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

Thanks to Kid Spirit.com for this one!

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!

Courtesy of Will and Guys Joke  Site

Next year I hope to have some stories from the Logical Kid Community….but we are so new and I could not remember any of my own so I looked around the Internet and found this one. Happy Thanksgiving everyone and thanks to the folks who have already submitted some fun stories. Be sure to check back to see them soon!

Thanksgiving Logic – Dad must be waiting for the biggest piece of pie!

Jolene was only 8 and lived with family in the country with her parents and brother.  Consequently they did not often have visitors from the city.  One day Jolene’s mother said that father was bringing two guests home for Thanksgiving supper.

After they had enjoyed the turkey, Jolene went to the kitchen to help her mother, and proudly brought in the first piece of pumpkin pie and gave it to her father.  He then passed the plate to a guest.  When Jolene came in with the second piece and gave it to his father, he again gave it to a guest.

This was too much for Little Jolene, who blurted out, ‘It’s no use, Daddy. The pieces are all the same size.

I also scanned a number of nice parent blogs this morning and thought this was a very nice thank you from a popular Mom Blogger. Enjoy!

I sent out some invites to both friends I know and other “blog friends” hoping to hear back soon with some fun stories of your own.

So please feel free to leave a comment here on this post or email me at info@logicalkid.com.

Thanks for helping to kick-start this new fun blog!

That was the question from our 11 year old daughter.

She knew that her older brother had been invited to attend a major college football game and he had left early in that morning to drive several hours to the game with his friend and the family that had the season tickets.

My wife said – “Well the game starts in a couple hours so I imagine he is tailgating”

This concerned our daughter greatly. She was visibly upset and nervous.

“What’s the matter?” I said.

“Well I hope he doesn’t get hurt or arrested because tailgating is illegal and dangerous. Why is he tailgating anyway?”

It then dawned on us that the only definition of tailgating our girl knew was of the driving in a car nature versus the festivities before a football game.