My kids used to complain when I couldn’t change the weather.
“No, we can’t go to the park, it’s pouring.”
“Mom, just make it stop raining.”
Little kids really do think their parents can do anything, apparently.
“This gravity is too sticky”
One of my kids got sick and said “my butt made the wrong kind of poo”
I specifically remember the moment I realized I had to breathe for the rest of my life. I was suuuuuuper bummed. That’s how inherently lazy I am. I was somewhere around 3 or 4.
My daughter once said ‘I don’t like it when you talk’.
The 3-year-old found a mitten on the ground and put it on. He asked where the other one was and I said I didn’t know. He looked down and said, like it was a unique problem, “But I have TWO hands!”
Mom, this fish makes my ears sour.
My 4 year old brother told me “My water is too soupy” I still haven’t quite figured it out.
My dad always reminded me of when I was very little, I use to complain that I didn’t like the ‘Pizza Bone’ (crust). I would also refuse to eat ‘corn with the bone’ (corn on the cob).
I like both of them now! I wish I knew what I was thinking back then.
My 2 year old puts her hand in front of the dog’s mouth and cries when he licks her.