Butt dust

(shamelessly stolen from: http://www.raisingsmallsouls.com/forums/showthread.php?t=1452 )

I generally don't forward the "kids are cute" stories. Mostly because I've been emailed them before. Multiple times. (and I know you have too...!)

Here are some I hadn't seen before...and I laughed.

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What, may you ask, is "Butt dust?" Read on as these marvelous stories unfold of what children think about and you'll discover the joy in it!

JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After awhile he asked: "Mom, Is one for hot and one for cold milk?"

MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, "If you don't remember you look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six."

STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight. "I love you so much, that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."

BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?"

SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Please don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth cough."

D.I. (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I cost?"

MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: "Why is he whispering in her mouth?"

CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"

JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city , but his wife looked back and was turned to salt." Concerned, little James asked: "What happened to the flea?"

TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew . Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit your face?"

The sermon I think this Mom will never forget.... this particular Sunday sermon... "Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. "Without you, we are but dust." He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter (who was listening!) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"

Heard in passing...

J (the 4 year old) being asked to hit the potty before bedtime...
"Splendid!"

Janey (to the boys, "cooperatively" unloading the dishwasher..):
"No, you may not sword fight with the knives!"

We survived the holidays. It was quite nice, actually. Lots of family and a relatively quiet time made joy for all.

(or something like that)

Dad got smart this year. Before starting to open presents I gathered "the arsenal":
heavy duty side-cutters
box knife
scissors
needle nose pliers

With these, I figured I'd be the equal of any toy packaging.

Oops. Guess what...sometimes toys are (!$#@$!) SCREWED in to their packaging.

Add to the above: multi-bit screwdriver

Ok, now we're set.

Spend most of christmas day chatting with the family and assembling toys (with help). (thank you Becky and Jon..!)