Things children say.

Ah. So you’re suppressing your early memories. :wink: :stuck_out_tongue:

My niece, at age 3, once tripped over something in the kitchen and hit her head on the floor. She almost started to cry, but quickly stopped and composed herself. I asked her “Are you OK?” She replied, “Yeah. Now I’m another girl that it didn’t hurt.”

My daughter is known for her unusual sayings. We’ve been keeping a “wit and wisdom of the Princess” notebook ever since she learned to talk. One of my favorites is from when she was 4. She and Mr. Lucky were watching some show about college on TV, and he told her about all the things she will study once she goes to college, including science. She interrupted him to say, “What is science? Watching dogs really naked.” I think she’d been watching a lot of Animal Planet at the time. Lately she’s been doing what she calls “making movies in my head,” mostly making up stories about her favorite characters, and she recently drew a story she made up about characters from Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends. Do I have a budding fanfiction writer on my hands? :eek:

My friend’s 4 year old son had his training wheels taken off his bike - his parents praised him a great deal regarding his new found ability to ride his bike minus the training wheels. About 30 minutes later, my friend was in the kitchen cooking and noticed her son standing in a funny manner with hands on hips - she kept cooking but then he said: “mum, do you know why I’m standing like this?” and when she asked why he said:“because I’m pressed with myself!”
(He meant that he was impressed with himself for using the bike without the training wheels- why the funny stance, I don’t know!).

A recent trip to Staples involved a frustrating discussion on Easy buttons with my 7 year-old.
What are they for? They’re just a toy.
But what do they do? Nothing, really. People just like to smack them.
Do they say anything? I don’t think so…try one and see.
Do they really make things easier? No, but smacking them seems to make people feel better.
I don’t get it. Why do they call it an Easy button? Honestly, I don’t know. Help me with this toner.

As usual, once there was something productive to do, he had to go to the bathroom, so I wheeled the cart over to the restroom area and waited for him. He emerged a few minutes later, zipping up his fly, and announced. “That was easy!”

:confused: It happens at age six???

Heh. When I first went to a Staples, I expected that they only sold staples.

Boy fetuses have erections in the uterus. Many boys are born with them, and infants get them a lot. Most toddlers of both genders begin to experiment with good feeling touches. Ejaculation cannot occur until puberty, however.

So, what, it’s like a weathervane?

Ivyboy was quite young, about a year old (if that) and while I was bathing him (he was old enough to sit up in the tub by himself) I went to the sink for a second and came back to find him…shall we say…swatting his penis. He got an erection. I think he just found a new toy to play with.

(He’s almost 18 now, and I try not to think about such things in the context of my son.)

When our son had potty trained himself ( yes, all on his own. In one weekend. he’s a genius, I tells ya!) He was just shy of his 4th birthday.
it was my job in the first few weeks after this time period to be the Offical Toilet Flusher.

One morning, shortly after my husband left for work at about 4am, my son announced in a booming voice down the hallway, " I hafta go to potty!"

I drag myself out of bed, down the hall and await my part of pushing the lever and staying mostly asleep.

My son, tinkling in the toilet, asks me, " Mama, how come sometimes my penis is up?"

Normally, something like that wouldn’t be a problem for me to handle. But at 4am, my brain crapped out, I shuffled him off to bed, crawled into my bed and called my husband on his cell with this Burning Question. He laughed and said he would talk to him later on when he got home.

His answer was pure genius: Sometimes your penis wakes up before you do.

Then, there was the time we were leaving preschool and my son asked, " My do boys have penises and girls don’t?"

(Aware I am surrounded by other moms and tots.) " Boys need an extra air intake valve to get oxygen to their brain."

“Oh.”