Ok, here goes. I was posting in another thread and telling a story about my daughter and I thought maybe this could be a good outlet (especially when our children are driving us nuts) to remember the cute, funny and fantastic moments we have experienced with our children. so when you are at your wits end and the children have turned into evil little monsters and you are convinced that they could have NEVER come from you. Sit back, relax and remember that one moment you realized you could not possibly love someone more then your baby.

I have a thousand memories and this is just one.

Natanya was four and my nephew Kyle who is a year older than her were both sitting at the dinner table having their soup. I was puttering in the kitch doing the clean up thing that us mothers do so well when I began listening to their dinner conversation. It began like this.

" I haft to pee" Kyle

"So why dontcha go bathfoom" Natanya

" cause it's too hard standin up" Kyle

"huh?" Natanya

" and I haft to make sure that no peepee stays on my pecker" Kyle (As I swallow hard not too laugh cause they will hear me listening

"Pecker?" Natanya, looking very confused

"yeah you know PECKER" and points under the table, Natanya throws her head under the table and says "Where:"

"That, That's a pecker!" frantically pointing towards his, well you know what!

"But you don't have one!" Kyle looks proudly at Natanya.

Natanya bursts into tears and screams "YES I DO!" "NO YOU DON'T" Kyle yells back "YOUR A GIRL AND YOU DONT HAVE A PECKER"

meanwhile in the kitchen I am chewing on the dishcloth to control the laughter.

"OK, YOUR A PECKERHEAD!" Natanya proudly states and at this point Kyle who is extremely offended starts crying "AUNT DALE!!!!!! Natanya called me a peckerhead!"

I had to separate them for a good two hours until they agreed that it is okay they are different and special in their own way....

gotto to love em.

Dale

Good one, Dale.

Dale that is a good story. Hilarious!

My darling son # 2 was about 3 years old and I was trying to exercise and really sweating and working. He says "mommy, what's your middle name?' I say "Ann'. He thinks a minute and says thoughtfully to himself--"Mommy Ann." I dissolved into tears and laughter on the floor. He's 18 and still a riot.

ooooh, that is too cute, Cheryl.

Cheryl that was one too cute!!

Here's another from my darling daughter...

When she was five we were walking to kindergarten and I was teasing her about a friend of mine who lived in my building, he is a tow truck driver who has this beautiful husky named diamond. Rick (whom we call tow truck rick) would always come up to her and call her his girlfriend.

So on the way to school I was saying "Your gonna marry tow truck rick"

she says "nahuh I'm not!"

I say "yes you are cause he thinks your his girlfriend!"

So looks at me very serious and claims "I am not going to marry ANY boy, if I get married I wanna marry Diamond! (the husky)"

I asked "why would you want to marry Diamond?"

With a huge smile on her face she excitingly shouts out "So I can have puppies!"

I nearly swallowed my tongue!

Dale

Great stories!

When I was little I had a big mouth and tended to say whatever came to my mind - kind of like now only it was cute back then... One trip to the supermarket with my mom had her dying of embarassment. First, there was a lady with her new born baby in the bakery aisle and I loudly let her know that I thought the baby was "uglier than a cabbage patch doll." In that same trip a few aisles over in the international aisle full of hispanic customers mom asked me to do something and I, again at the top of my lungs, said "NO WAY Jose!" My poor mom. I was always great at saying the most inappropriate thing and the most inappropriate time.
Another family favorite is when I went to church for the first time, I was about 4. We had just come back to the states from over seas and just as the minister was pausing to take a breath and the room was silent I turned to her and said "Mommy, this is more boring-er than the airplane ride!" To which everyone burst into laughter and the minister said "well, out of the mouths of babes! I can take a hint!"
No kids of my own, so I just have my own stories to share.

Lizzi, you rude little girl, you!

Basically. And to be honest, I haven't changed in the slightest bit!

Dale and Lizzi!

My brother does most of the cookng in his house. He was in bed with flu. Henry then aged 5 (he is a big boy of 6 or 7 now) was wondering who would make his tea? His mum - a bit afronted by his asking said "Well of course I can do it". He thought for a moment then said "Oh yes of course you can make ham sandwiches can't you mummy".

I should I guess explain that his mum usually does his tea which if often ham and salad in or out of sandwiches. She can also make spag bol (but that is it!). It didn't stop us all teasing her about it though!!