Tweet We have often heard the sentiment, "from the mouths of babes." Bill Cosby even capitalized on the funny things that kids say with his television show, Kids Say The Darndest Things.
The other day I was looking at some old pictures and remembered some of the great lines my kids have said over the years.
What makes them so great? They're honest, children call them how they see them.
Here are a few of my favorites:
My daughter looking into my grandmothers face, "Grandma why do you have so many lines on your face?"
My granddaughter at her first time seeing the Nutcracker Ballet, "So when do they start talking, Grandma?"
My grandson when he jumps real high he says, "Grandma, look I can jump up sky." or "Look at the bird, up sky."
When I was little our neighbor asked why our mom didn't drink coffee, my brother said, "'Cause it turns her bottom brown."
What are some of your favorite lines?
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Monday, January 17, 2011
So When Do They Talk Grandma?
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Brain Lurking
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Needless to say, I hope that there are nuggets of wisdom I have passed on that I just can’t think of right now. Reflecting on my own childhood I dug to see what was lurking in my brain. “Honesty is the best policy.” “Skin the cat.” (This was my mother’s creative way to get us to help take our shirts off. I guess out of context it sounds kind of morbid.) “The healthiest meal has lots of color on the plate.” Ok, that’s a start. Then I started thinking about unspoken messages passed from generation to generation. Grandma Dorothy was always whistling or humming and I find that there is always some kind of music in my head. (It is often some annoying jingle from a commercial or even a Christmas song. Blah) However, it gives me a connection to her, a memory that is etched in my brain forever. We always knew how grandma and grandpa felt about each other. No big physical displays of affection, only glances and subtle touches and a warm safe feeling. But the biggest way we knew were the little things they did for each other. There were little acts of kindness, pulling a chair out, cooking a favorite trout dinner, speaking to each other with gentleness and respect.
What nuggets have you received from important people in your life? Are there any unspoken messages lurking in your head? I would love to hear about them!
Check out my new page entitled “Mom Says” This week is the first in a three part series on what I think are the essential ingredients of a happy life…
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