Kids. They say... stuff

A 'friend' on twitter (ie someone I only know by their twittername) posted on his blog the other day about the funny things his kids say.

fairicbaptist.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/ill-be-here-all-week-try-the-veal/

Then I saw someone has started a series of adult interpretations of his conversations with his 2 year old daughter.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=zdtD19tXX30

then there's the Star wars drama a man made to children's narration of a scene from the story from their own memory. (You'll never see Han Solo the same way)

www.happyplace.com/22823/actors-reenact-kids-retelling-of-star-wars

All of which got me thinking about the cute, funny things my kids used to say. Well, they still do say funny things, but now they're adults they aren't always cute.

I was writing a list of them which I will keep for another post but thought I'd share some current cuteness from my nieces and nephews in the interim.

Because "cute things kids say" - we just cant get enough amiright?

Like my family, my brother's family has four children, and, like my family, two boys and two girls. However their children are in the wrong a different order, with 2 boys then 2 girls.

My parents were babysitting the two boys, and dad peeled a mandarin for one of them, taking pains to get every "string" off the segments and making sure they were seedless. However he missed one of those tiny flat white seed-like things. (you know, a phantom seed). 

Mr C turned to my mum and with a look of agony on his face, said “oh grandma. I ated a seed”

I don’t think you did, pop was very careful.

No grandma I did. I ated a seed. You know what happens when you eat a seed don’t you?

No, C, what happens?

Please note, Mr C is somewhat prone to theatrics and uses hand gestures, stance and gesticulations to make his point abundantly clear. He did this in full dramatic overload as he said

“Well. I ated a seed and now it will grow into a mandarin then a mandarin tree and that will grow in my tummy. It will grow and grow until it grows out my ears and my nose and I will just be full of a mandarin tree”

I don’t think that will happen. Anyway you didn’t eat a seed.

Oh but I did. [In all the drama of the moment he started to cry] I’m going to have a mandarin tree growing out of me. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness.

C …. C. You aren’t. Do you want to know what happens if you really DID swallow a mandarin seed? It goes into your tummy, and there’s acids and stuff that break it down into a sort of dust. Then that keeps going through your tummy and comes out in your poo.

        Silence.

Grandma, I don’t know where you get your stories from, but that is just ridiculous.

Their innocence in their hilariousness is gold. Now they are starting to realise how funny they are, and make deliberate puns and jokes which is extra fun. And like any kids, they rely heavily on knock-knock jokes for their joke fix. 

Miss B is 4 and a knock-knock wizard. She will take whatever answer the last knock-knock joke had and add “poo” to the end of it for hers. This is quite a genius operation and guarantees fall off your chair laughter from her big brothers.

And her father, but let’s not go there.

Miss 4’s mother was teaching her her full name. In the cause of remaining anonymous I will use the name Anne Smith here for her, neither of which is remotely like my niece’s name.

Anne, what’s your name? Anne.

Anne what? Anne what? What?

Well, your brother C, he’s C Smith.

Uh huh.

So, what’s your name? Huh?

It’s Anne. Anne who

Oh mummy this isn’t time for knock-knock jokes. Just tell me.

I also know a lot of kid humour falls into the location joke category, in that you had to be there, but really, kid humour is the best. 

Particularly so in the case of unintentional humour, that which a lot of childish innocent humour falls under.

The look on a face when they realise they made you laugh… which changes to the look on the face wondering how. 

I sometimes wish youtube facebook and twitter had been round when my kids were younger - then I slap myself up the back of the head and realise I'm glad they weren't.

I have many many more examples of these four kidlets, and plan to share some of my own children’s quotes and jokes in another post or two, once they remind me of their hilariousness and tell me I can’t use x or y because its not funny enough… and they were much funnier in person. 

I KNOW, I was there.

And I share their genes. how lucky am I?