Those who’ve been reading my blog for a while know how much I love to capture the quotes of little ones. A few of these are from the mouths of my own “babes.” The rest have been shared by others this week, and I am happily “borrowing” them with the hope they’ll make you smile as they did me.
On the way back from the hair salon late last week, my little guy, 4, was so proud of his new “do,” which is “just like Daddy’s” — short and standing up with the help of hair gel applied by the stylist. The minute we approached the driveway and he saw his sister, he yelled out the window, “Hey, look, I got hair just like Daddy’s! And I even have jelly, too!!!”
A few minutes before, cruising toward home, he’d been complaining in the backseat: “I’m freezing hot, Mom!” To which his older, wiser, 6-year-old brother replied, “Don’t you know it’s supposed to be steaming hot?” (Smart alec! Personally, I like freezing hot better.)
A few days later, that same 4-year-old had put a new spin on the earlier phrase. “Mom, I’m starving hot,” he said. Then, apparently feeling the need to clarify before older brother piped in again, he added: “I’m starving and hot — starving hot!”
Whatever works to get the point across, right?
On Friday, during a well-child checkup, our doctor shared a little ditty he’d heard that morning coming from the shrieking mouths of his youngest daughters, ages 3 and 5. (Important note: He has several older daughters in his household as well.) “Daddy, she’s calling me passe’!” complained the 5-year-old. “Well, you don’t even know what that means, do you?” he challenged, trying to quell the hurt. “Do so,” she said. “It means I’m so yesterday!”
Loved that one.
And then this weekend, while recounting family stories, my aunt told me about the time her oldest son was about the same age as our youngest (4) and discovered hair on his legs. “Hey Mom, look at this! I’m growing fur!”
My other aunt told us about the time her son had applied Icy Hot to his tired, sore legs and was out and about on a walk. He overheard a young child telling his Daddy just after they’d passed by, “That guy, he didn’t smell so good.”
I record these because, if I didn’t, I might forget them, and they are too precious to float into oblivion and beyond memory. But I know that my kids are far from the only ones who have come up with doozies. I’d love to hear your kid quotes, if you feel daring enough to share them in the comments box.
Before I conclude, I have one more. Yesterday, while on a trip home from our out-of-town birthday celebration, my older kids were talking about the cops we were seeing along the way, and how some of those cops might be chasing bad guys — robbers. Upon overhearing this discussion, our youngest asked, “Who’s Robert?” The question was followed by sprinkles of confined laughter in the back seat.
Be well and smile, and don’t forgot to hug your children extra today. They are gifts, and on loan to us for but a short while.
(By the way, if you’re too small to do the exercise bike solo, then why not solicit the help of your younger bro? One on each peddle — at times one up, one down. It works!)