Stuff My Kids Say

Lately, my children have been saying some pretty funny things. It is always funny to take a look into their little world, and try to understand the way things must be from their point of view. I've started writing them down:


We drove over a skunk on the highway and immediately our car was filled with the stench of skunk spray. Reese held her nose and began gagging dramatically, while Quincy reacted a little differently...
Quicny: (sniff. sniff. Looks down at her diaper. sniff. sniff. looks around. Furrows eyebrows. sniff. sniff.) "Hmmm....Hey. You poopy, Mommy?"

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While driving past Town Center (bank, grocery store, salon, etc.), Reese asked me if we could "stop at the Piggy Bank and get some money and a sucker".

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One night, about 30 minutes after the kids had finally fallen asleep, Quincy suddenly began screaming hysterically from her crib. This is totally unlike her, so I rushed in and frantically asked, "are you okay? what's wrong?!"

She pointed to the bed across the room and her sound asleep sister, frowned, and complained,
"Reese won't play with me."

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The other day I grew REALLY frustrated in my battle with Reese to put her own shoes and socks on. Really. I thought I thought I might snap. She sat on the floor playing helpless and claimed that she suddenly was totally incapable of doing the task on her own.

Me: Reese. Put. On. Your. Socks.
Reese: NO! I CAN'T Reach! I CAN'T DO IT!
Me: Yes. You. Can. (deep breaths, meg) Put them on. You are old enough to get your shoes and socks on by yourself. ...WithOUT help.
Reese: Yeah....Well....YOU are older than ME, and YOU can reach, and YOU had to ask Daddy to help you put YOUR socks on today.

Indeed I did, Reese. Well played.