OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES

My 4 year old grandson asked me if I could remember whether dinosaurs ate hay!

I said 'I'm not that old!'

'But you are VERY old, nana!' He replied

nelliem that reminds me of when my grandson decided that he would not, after all, marry his friend Mabel. 'you see' he confided 'she's a bit if a handful'

My great niece in NZ went for her 3-year developmental check-up. 'Can you count up to 20?' asked the doctor. 'No,' she said, 'I can count up to 100'.

DS when about 5 said that he "would have to decide soon who he was going to marry." E (his much loved friend since toddler age) or C (the girl next door.)
DS "I think it had better be E, because C is quite bad and I don't think she is going to get better."

Quite an astute observation in my opinion, given that when C was twoish I had twice caught her biting my baby DD.

When he was 4 my GS was at preschool and one of the ladies picked something up with a magnet and said "look it's magic" apparently he looked at her very coldly and said "No, it's magnetism" and went round the room demonstrating what items could be picked up with a magnet and which ones couldn't.
My moment of glory came when I was five. My mother and I were staying with my Godmother and she took us to meet an elderly friend of hers. I took one look at her and said "You've got BLUE HAIR!" I'd never seen such a thing before, but fortunately she thought it was hysterically funny. I followed this up by sitting down to fish and chips with my Godmother and saying "But you've got no fish knives!" The poor woman has since bought some silver ones which will be left to me in her will.

Also my son asking me about my violin 1890 'did you buy it new mummy?'

I do remember my little brother asking my father 'when you were in the war, did the knights wear suits of armour?'

*Eleanorre" your GD reminds me of when our DGD was about the same age and was sitting in the back of our car, safely strapped into her car seat but giving Grandad non-stop instructions "Too fast Grandad" " Go straight on" etc. etc. At last patient DH said "Are you driving this car T...?"

Long pause whilst she considered then said "No, I haven't got a steering wheel"

We still smile at that!

After a lovely day out my son asked GD aged two and a half what she would loke to next. Learn to drive the car she replied

And a 'like' button.

WE NEED AN EDIT FUNCTION!

'staring'? STARRING!!

7-year-old GS is keen on the idea of marriage - at the moment he fancies Denise van Outen (staring in Strictly). Little brother is unimpressed. 'Why do you want to get married? You'd never get any peace and quiet.'

Shades of things to come Jess ... This young lady also is very bossy shows qualities of leadership

nanadog, strangely it is almost as challenging when big sister decides she is the disciplinarian of the household, as when younger ones are being rebellious. What is guaranteed to make a stroppy 3/4 year old get even more stroppy - big sis piling in with the bossy stuff.

Yes....

Ha ana truly out of the mouths of babes

Nanadog, that reminded me of when my DGDs (twins) were about 3 and followed me upstairs. They were having a look around our spare room which is just a storage space for all sorts of old furniture and rubbish OH won't throw out, so I said 'Come out of there, it's too messy.'
When Mum picked them up one of them shouted 'We've been in Nana's dirty room!'

OH grandson aged 2 and a half, out with us yesterday, got back in the car after dinner in the cafe and said "what's the next plan?"

when I have the opposite 'problem* with my granddaughter. She's just turned three and suddenly overnight turned from Scary Drama Queen into Domestic Angel. 'This room's a MESS Nana' she declared 'and what's THAT doing there, and that and that'?

(In my defence it's the day I have three grandchildren to child mind and she's the eldest)

Fantastic. Ganging up on you when. I'm afraid. x 10

I love these stories. A couple of weeks ago, when I asked my 4 year old grandson to pick his foil biscuit wrapper off the floor, he refused. I asked him again, and after the stubborn refusal and denial that mummy expects litter not to be dropped, I put his biscuit on the worktop and told him it was there for him as soon as he picked the foil up. The hissy fit lasted a couple of minutes. I went into the sitting room to sit with his twin brother, and he eventually came in and sat behind me on the sofa.

Me: 'Have you put the foil in the bin?'
Grandson: 'No!'
Me: I want you to put it in the bin for me before you eat your biscuit, please.'
Grandson (throwing biscuit across the room): 'You need to be in heaven, nana!'
Brother (under his breath): 'Or prison.'

He did pick it up in the end, but threw it in the washing basket. I let that one go!

DS at 2.5ish had been in our holiday let, bedroom climbing on our suitcases to look out of the window. DH still in bed told him to stop. DS continued. DH then shouted, [name] Get off the cases.

There was silence for a moment and his little voice piped up "I am not at all afraid of you when you shout at me like that!"

We parents were finished off completely. Our heads were under the blankets laughing helplessly for ages, with further outbreaks all day.

It still makes me laugh.

nanaej I can't imagine where she gets it from - oh, yes, her mother and her two aunts!!