For the LOVE of children.

"But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven."-Matthew 19:14


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Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts

Friday, June 17, 2011

Running Around


I asked my 4-year-old daughter why she was running around in the house. She was running in a circle in the living room. She said, "I'm trying to hear my heart. That's why I am running around. I want to hear it."

She stops running and stands next to her big brother then says, "I can hear my heart. I can feel it moving." She had her hand on her chest. She came over to have me hear it by putting my hand on her chest too.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Smiting


While giving my daughters a bath, my 19-month-old or Child3 was saying something and looked like she was afraid of something in the water. She was moving towards the back of the tub. My son interpreted..."She is afraid of the water. She thinks it is going to smite her."

Cheaply Made


I had washed the children's laundry bin and was putting it back onto the wooden hanger. It had torn in some places in the wash and I stated it was cheaply made. My son looked up and said, "Oh, it was made in China?"

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Ants In My Backyard


While we were outside playing today I noticed we had about six different ant hills in the backyard. These fire ants will take over if you do not stop them in the beginning. I grabbed the spray to kill them and as I was killing them my two oldest came over to watch me. Here's what they had to say....

"The ants are yelling, 'Oh, no, what's happening?' right now."

"Look at them run. The babies are crying, 'Mommy, who is doing this to us? Where is this poison coming from? Help me! Help me!'"

"The ants are asking for someone to help them, but they are not going to get any help. You are killing them."

"They are all going to die. They are not happy. They are scared."

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Hot Dog


From a friend....

"Chester (our new dog) snuck into the house. No amount of coaxing would budge him from the kitchen. We finally prevailed with a hot dog. My daugther then commented - "eww...Chester is a canibal!" - Poor Chester, his reputation has been sullied!"

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Age 3


This is from my niece's soon to be three-year-old....

Dad, "Honey, in a few weeks you will be 3 years old."

Daughter, "Then I can get married."

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Christmas Cornflakes


Today, we made what my 3-year-old daughter called 'cornflakes' to decorate our front door. You may refer to them as snowflakes.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly


I was reading and singing the book "The Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly" to my daughters. I asked my daughter if she would swallow a fly, and she said no. I asked her if she swallow a cat, and she said no. My son who was sitting nearby playing with Lego's said, "You can't swallow a cat. That's nasty. If you do it will go poo-poo inside of you, and that is nasty."

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Little Cheerleader


From my niece....


She was watching The Little Mermaid with her daughter, and the movie got to the scene where Ursula changed Ariel into a human. Her daughter yelled, "You can do it, Ursula!!!!"

Monday, July 12, 2010

A Fork aka The Dinglehopper


From my niece....


She found her daughter one day trying to brush her baby brother with a fork. She told her that only mermaids brush their hair with forks. Her daughter must have really wanted to brush his hair with a fork because she said, "Mommy, Paul's* is turning back into a mermaid."
*name has been changed to protect the innocent who have had the trauma of being brushed with dining utensils.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Observation


This afternoon my brother that lives next door (that I hardly ever see, I might add) came over to visit. My son went up to hug him, and sat on his Uncle's lap. While Uncle was busy talking, my son was observing his hair. Then he said, "You have a lot of white in your hair. That is because you are getting old."

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Pulled Hair...


My baby pulled my daughter's hair and she cried. My son went over to her and said, "It's not nice to pull someone's hair. Now sit in the corner!"

Things You Cannot Bring...


My husband and I take a hard line about Sacrament Meeting/Church Meeting. We do not allow our children to bring any books, toys, etc.. One day I was talking to my son and I asked him how we should behave in church. He said, "Reverently...quiet...no talking...just sit quietly."


I asked him, "Can we bring toys to church?"


He said, "No, we should not bring toys...books...crayons...or lawn mowers."

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Trek


My husband's calling required him to go to the trek, and they told him he could bring his family to tag along. While we were eating dinner with everyone my daughter and son wanted to meet some of the women dressed up like pioneers. One of the sisters last name was Cathcart. My son kept calling her Sister Handcart.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Dog Doctor


The other day I was talking to my children about what they want to be when they grow up. My 4 year old son said he wanted to be a doctor. I asked him what kind of doctor. Then I named a few types. He settled on a tooth doctor. My 3 year old daughter chimed in and said, "I want to be a dog doctor. I am going to cut him open and put a TV inside of him. Then he could have a TV wherever he goes."

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Cleaning House


When my son was two I was going through some of the scripture story pictures we have at home. I had a picture of Jesus in the Temple. It is the one where he is with the money exchangers and people selling animals to sacrifice. I read the story and explained what was happening. I wanted to make sure he understood; so, I asked him, "What is Jesus doing in this picture?" He answered, "Jesus is making a mess."

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Getting Ready for Church


Here's one I got permission from a friend to post. I hope you like it.

Her family was getting ready for church. Her son was missing his black socks. They could not find them anywhere. They teased him by telling him to wear white socks with his dress pants, and he yelled, "No! I'm not Michael Jackson."

This Is How It Goes


Sometimes your children pick up words from other people. At times they may be good words, and other times it could be....well, just read the story. This is from my friend, Sharon.

"When they were learning the books of the New Testament singing Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, and the Acts, and the Romans, etc. They got to the Epistle of James and my three year old son bellowed out "He p-ssed off James". He was singing this at my parent's home (non-members), and they started laughing. We asked them why they were laughing, and they said to have him sing it again. We paid more attention because he filled his body with air right before he "bellowed out" the James part. His body was shaking from filling up his lungs to prepare himself to sing his version of the Epistle of James. We laughed and then told him it was not "he p-ssed off James", but the Epistle of James.


So, when the Primary Program came, he had been taught to sing it the right way, but OH NO he sang it the way he thought it was suppose to be."


Monday, May 31, 2010

The Scriptures


A teacher once told me how she was giving a lesson on the scriptures. She was telling them about the Bible, The Book of Mormon and a child said, "The Doctrine and Suess."

A Future Astronaut


Two brethren were teaching a Sharing Time on the Three Degrees of Glory. It was a very interactive lesson. They had rearranged the room into an obstacle course called life, and at the end there stood three teachers with posters. One had a moon, another a star, and the last a sun. The brother asked, "Where do you want to be?" He had the children run to the location they wanted to go. Everyone ran to the sun, but one little boy ran to the moon. His father, the teacher who asked-where do you want to be, was trying to get him to go to the sun.

Here's the conversation:

Dad-"Of course it would be my kid. No, son, you want to go to the sun."

Son-"No, I want to go to the moon."

The son would repeat his reply over and over again. As the Dad was trying to corral him towards the sun. Finally, the exasperated father said, "I need to work with him."

(For the record, the child was a Sunbeam and too little to really understand it all. He just wanted the moon.)