Handing it over to the kids

Today's post is another installment of kid sayings by my three boys.  If you're new to my blog and have come to visit from the Ultimate Blog Party I welcome you.  I invite you to stick around and check out some of my other posts.  You will find that I mostly blog about things I find humorous and a lot of it comes from my boys, but other times I will be the butt of the joke as well.  

If you like these "kid sayings" and want to read more click on the link at the end of this post cleverly titled "kid saying" and read to your hearts content.  

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While tucking Carson (6 years old) in bed and reading him a story I noticed him feeling his armpits.  I asked what he was doing and he, in turn, asked if there was any hair under there.  I told him that he didn't have any yet, but when gets older he will get some.  He continued and said, "Then I will be a man, but it feels like there is glitter in there." 

(His new nickname is glitterpits)

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Carson pulled out his folder from school and took out a piece of gum that he had gotten as a prize.  After he walked away I noticed Luke (3 years old) over at the folder.  He took something out, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, then spit it out.  He said, "This doesn't taste very good."  I wondered what kind of candy he could have tried that didn't taste good.  So I look down at it a little closer and notice that he was eating a star shaped eraser.

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Our dishwasher completely leaked all over our kitchen floor.  Carson came in and asked what had happened.  I told him our dishwasher just broke and I don't really know why.  He responded by saying, "Maybe if you call the mechanic, he can help you.  For real!"

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The family and I were sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast.  I was reading an article in the newspaper about the name change of the Sears tower in Chicago.  Being that I am from the Chicago-land area I was outraged and voiced my offense out loud by saying, "They can't do that!"  Luke looked at me not having a clue what I was talking about, but responded by saying, "I didn't do it."

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Carson asked if I would get his "Dave & Busters" motorcycle out of the garage so he could ride it.  I was very puzzled at his description and asked what a Dave & Buster motorcycle was and why he called it that.  He pointed to the motorcycle in question.  "Oh," I said, "You mean the Harley Davidson motorcycle?"  He nodded his head in agreement while smiling and blushing at his mix up.

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Here are a few "Luke" words he uses:

• black owls = black olives
• statues = pistachios
• pack pack = backpack

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No matter where I am in the house, if the kids need me they yell for me - loud.  Just the other day I was getting sick of the requests and questions and just wanted to sit down for a few minutes without any interruptions (heaven forbid!).  And at that moment Taylor (11 years old) calls my name from the other room.  I didn't answer initially thinking if I stay quite he'll think I left.  But that didn't work and after 6 more "Mom"s" I had to respond.  So I yelled back, "Mom's not here anymore."  Taylor yells back (the clever little stinker), "Well tell her I'm leaving a message."

Ugh!