The phrase "what a cheeky bugger!" came out of my mouth this morning and within minutes my 2.5 year old mastered the pronunciation. He kept asking who is a cheeky bugger, so I tried to change the subject. But a 2.5 year old has his own mind and will not stop until a satisfactory answer is provided. When we went out for shopping a bit later, he kept pointing to very man asking if that man was a cheeky bugger!

Oh the shame!

"Mom, why does that lady speaks weird French? Is she missing front teeth like me?"

(It was an accent somebody had, which, of course, still means kids will be checking for missing teeth, no matter what..they do enjoy their momentary articulation handicap, btw)

I was helping a seven year old child serve himself at a bring-and-share lunch at church today...

Me: Why don't you have one of these empanadas?
Child: What's in them?
Me: Beef.
Child: What's that?
Me (feeling slightly nonplussed): It's meat that comes from cows...

Shouldn't a seven year old know that?

That's like my little one, who a few months ago, was constantly getting the names of animals wrong!

1. Pointing at a pig, and screaming "look mama, a cow!"
2. "I broke a snake" - when he broke the shell of a snail (I know, naughty little boy) ;o)
3. At the zoo, the giraffe becomes a bear, and the leopard turns into a lion!

Even my teenager is able to make me smile so times by the things he says.

This morning I asked him why he was wearing his winter PJs when the weather his still mild.
His reply 'I found them in the drawer and anyway it's only the top, I'm still wearing short sleeved trousers.'

And last week he asked if we could have 'sparrow grass' with the salmon for dinner. ( he meant asparagus)

"So, mom, if we live in Australia, it's spring starting now?"

"Yes"

"So things are the opposite ways."

"Kind of."

"Would that make me a boy there?"



"No, babes."

I need to get a globe.

Was babysitting the other night (4 yo boy), and when it came time to put him to bed, he asked me to stay with him until he fell asleep. I obliged, and he thankfully said to me, "Thanks maddy, now the monsters will follow you out the door when you leave instead of getting me!" So sweet, offering me up as sacrifice!

"What color is this?"
"Banana."

Makes perfect sense. If orange is a colour, so too is banana.

When I was a child, we used to get milkshakes from a café near our house. They dispensed syrup straight from the bulk catering-sized bottles, which were labelled with the flavours. We could choose between Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry, Banana, Granadilla (passionfruit), and ... Green.

It's really nice and metaphoric.

I remember when my kid was very little and logical links were more important than words we are supposed to be using, sometimes there were sentences that took me ages to decode.

Is green flavor an apple flavor?

These days all stewy, saucy and meaty stuff my kid eats automatically turns to "goulash". It's funny in a resto. "Can I have that Chinese goulash with a duck and exotic fruits in it?"

My son (just turned 7) had two tough questions for me:

"Daddy, who wrote the Bible?"

I explained that quite a few people wrote bits of the Bible over many hundreds of years and they were all pieced together over time. But there was something else on his mind; he followed up with:

"How come fish don't pee or poo?"

My fish are constantly pooing....

Yesterday.
Min...(with a sandwich from z'vieri) this is my favourite fleisch
Me....what meat is it?
Min...it's schweinfleisch and..
Me.... It's pork and what?
(5 minutes later)
Min... *name of muslim friend* can't eat schweinfleisch so she has pork instead.

I think I need to be less subtle about my english correction.

"Momma, can we listen to The Goose Lake?"

"You mean Tchaikovsky? The Swan Lake? "

"Yeah. The Goose Lake."

"Swan."

"Goose."

(She is a bit obsessed with biology, not sure what causes the swan antipathy)

My son was sure Swan's lake was a circus show with real swans!

Me (to my 3 yr old): Let's fight each other!
Him: After I finish my strawberries

Visiting at a friends house today, little miss four had been creating beautiful stuff and was told she might come and have something to eat and drink with us.
She promptly jumped up from her spot and said she had to wash her hands first, "otherwise they would smell of glitter".
Hmm, I wondered and asked her, just what does glitter smell like?
To which she matter of factly replied with a smile "Princesses" and trotted off to dutifully wash her 'Princessy' hands.

I am so behind the times, I never knew that

When I was a wee child I was at the mall with my mom when I spotted a rather large woman ahead of us wearing a fur coat. I yelled, ‘Mommy, a bear

"What's a rat? A giant Mickey-Mouse?"

Santerrific

In Migros, my 2 year old points to a woman!
Him- where is this lady going?
Me- to the car park.
Him- but why, a woman don't (sic) drive!!
Me - no, no women do drive
Him- NO, only man drives. Like papa!

I better get my mobility subscription before he believes in such nonsense