Questions from 3 year old grandson

jolly good question. give him some beetroot.

Budding scientist!

granbunny

Give him some asparagus and let him sniff the subsequent wee.

4 yr old, re nothing in particular, walking up the hill "I love you mother nature!"
Don't you love em.

Ahhh. A little lad after my own heart, Jess !

I thought you would like that B.
Not sure if it was the hibiscus bush with huge flowers or the giant spider that provoked the remark!

My lovely granddaughter asked me " Nanny, why do you walk with a stick. Is it because your boobies are so big you would fall over if you did'nt have it?" I could see the look on my son-in-laws face, very quilty.

POGS

pogs

Friends' 5 yr old daughter calmly announced at a family meal ...

" I had sex today" to say it was a converstion stopper was putting it mildly.

On enquirying ...which I thought was quite brave of her mother...it transpired that it was her tables turn to get a second helping of dessert at school lunch!!

I don't know if I have a particularly funny or stupid GD but here's another one.

When we were on holiday in Devon we stopped outside a thatched cottage to look at a map. My GD shouted "Look nanny that birds bum is on fire". It was a thatched roof with a straw bird on it, smoke was coming out of the chimney in just the right place. Too difficult to give a sensible answer so I just said "Oh yes darling ,perhaps their having it for dinner" GD said "Your stupid nanny how will they get the oven up there" Time to give up.

Our Australian granddaughter on a recent visit asked her grandad did the cracks in his face hurt? (Glad she didn't ask me!)

My 4 yr old granddaughter was watching intently as I applied some blusher to my cheeks, I asked her how I looked, she twirled her hands around her cheeks and said you don't want to look like a clown NANA!!

I posted this ages ago, but would like to share it again!

DGD, then under 2, was sitting by me on the edge of the bed as I got dressed on a cold February morning, at about 6.00 a.m. As I struggled into my suck - it - in black body, she gazed at it, at me, and grinned

"Oooh, Nannie - fwimming? Now?"

When my youngest daughter was three we were in a bank queue behind a small man (under four feet). She looked at him intently for a minute or two and then said in a very loud stage whisper, "Mummy, how did that man get squashed?" The bank went silent (or seemed to) and I wanted the ground to open and swallow me but he laughed and laughed. Said it was the funniest thing he'd heard in ages and he loved the honesty of little children.

Remember Tillie, then 3, asking me why I had lines around my eyes. Told her they were laughter lines, from smiling so much. Not good enough: "Are you very old, then?". "No, not really, Tillie". "Will you be dying soon?" Couldn't think of anything to say at this point but I am still here, 13 years later.

My grandson came to stay last weekend, and I asked him on Sunday what he would like for breakfast. He said he'd like a boiled egg. I'm hopeless at cooking boiled eggs. They are either really snotty or hard. "Wouldn't you rather have a nice poached egg?" I asked (I'm good at poached eggs). "They're only like boiled eggs without the shells". "Not really, Nanny," he said. "Shall I ask mummy to teach you how to cook shells?"