“What’s this?”
“That’s my eyebrow, Squid.”
“What’s this?”
“What? You’re three now. You know what those are.”
“No, you tell me. Please?”
“Fine. Those are lips.”
“What’s this?”
“Cheekbones.”
“What’s this?”
“That’s my neck.”
“What’s this?”
“Clavicle.”
“What’s this, Ma?”
“Squid, you know that one. Chin.”
“What’s this?”
“…. Uh, that’s my chin.”
“No, this your chin. What’s this?”
“Uh… my neck?”
“No, Ma. This your neck. What’s THIS?”
“Uh….”
“Ma, tell me. What’s this? WHAT’S THIS?”
“….. that’s my double chin. Go away. I’m done playing.”
Kids, man.
“Mummy, when I grow up, is my bottom going to be huge like yours?”
“Mummy, why do I have freckles, but you get pimples?”
Sigh.
Or the honesty of the old people (in the nursing home where I worked)…
“You’d be pretty if you lost weight.”
My cousin’s daughter (3) asked me why I was fat (it might have been why is your belly so big).
…no… >.>
I seriously dread dread dread this stage, lol. Just when I’m sort of getting my self esteem in check…WHAM…toddler!
So far, she just says “Ewwww” after she asks me to open my mouth and she takes a peak.
Nice.
Kids.
I recently heard a great line: “Motherhood is the fine line between protecting your kids, and not killing them yourself.” Yep. Pretty accurate.
Bwhahaha. I love stories about your boys, although now that my own is here I am torn between laughing hysterically at (with???) your situations and beating down a slight feeling of uneasiness as I realize that could be me in a few years…
“Touch my wattle, I’ll make YOU waddle!”
“Touch my wattle, I’ll make YOU waddle!”
Then there’s those other days — “Look Mom! You’re on TV!.” And find my lovely, wonderful,intelligent and insightful three-year-old daughter pointing to Daisy Fuentes. Why yes, she did get a cookie.
My favorite: “why are there gouges on your face?” What 5 year old uses the word “gouge”?? They’re wrinkles, and I have so earned them… 😉
OMG, all of these made me die laughing! So true!