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undone · 02-25-2004, 04:35 PM

My turn:
Nan my five year old is standing in the kitchen, crowing about her valentines..
Nan: Mom I have kitty ones, puppy ones, spongebob and barbie ones. Just look at all this candy...Mom, I am living Manda's dream. (Manda is her 4 year old cousin)
When Nan was 2 1/2 and just learning to talk she was attempting to carry an armload of toys to her room. Every two steps she would drop something and have to stop and pick it up. About the fourth time this happened she stomped her tiny foot and yelled..."HUCK"...she hadn't learned to make the "F" sound yet.
Tuesday night I was in the kitchen with my husband Carm. We were trying to figure out how the phone company had come up with the astronomical amount on our bill this month.
Me: Those Bastards!
Laney (age 3): Mom I hate bastards!
Me: me too Lane.

02-25-2004, 04:35 PM	#62
undone work in progess Join Date: Feb 2004 Posts: 100	funny kids My turn: Nan my five year old is standing in the kitchen, crowing about her valentines.. Nan: Mom I have kitty ones, puppy ones, spongebob and barbie ones. Just look at all this candy...Mom, I am living Manda's dream. (Manda is her 4 year old cousin) When Nan was 2 1/2 and just learning to talk she was attempting to carry an armload of toys to her room. Every two steps she would drop something and have to stop and pick it up. About the fourth time this happened she stomped her tiny foot and yelled..."HUCK"...she hadn't learned to make the "F" sound yet. Tuesday night I was in the kitchen with my husband Carm. We were trying to figure out how the phone company had come up with the astronomical amount on our bill this month. Me: Those Bastards! Laney (age 3): Mom I hate bastards! Me: me too Lane.