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Little Kids Are Awesome 2

If you've been following the blog for any amount of time, you know that it's pretty common for me to be around little kids. And little kids tend to say & do things that are comical. Like I said the first time I blogged about this, it's not that I'm making fun of them. No, they just don't know their way around the world yet, and they say things that reflect this.

Often times, this results in pure comedy. For example:
  • Me: "Hey [Kid], I heard you went to school. What'd you guys learn?"
    Kid: "Nothing"

    Way to go California educational system.
  • Kid: "Ew! I'm not eating that!"
    Mom: "And why exactly is that?"
    Kid: "That's dirty rice"
    Mom: "No, [Kid], that's brown rice."
    Kid: "I don't want to eat dirty rice, tia"

    Honestly, I probably though something very similar when I first encountered brown rice at the dinner table. And like this little girl, I ended up eating it, too; not finishing the food on your plate was a cardinal sin at my house.
  • Brother: "Hey, your homework looks wrong. Number 2 is wrong."
    Kid: "No, it's not!"
    Brother: "Yeah, it is, the numbers don't add up."
    Kid: "What?! Of course they do. YOU don't know how to do math!"

    Getting defensive like that instead of wanting to learn is all sorts bad. But the manner in which she did that just flat out made me laugh. No hesitation, no fear, no shame, she just comes out firing. Awesome.
  • Brother: "Hey, that one looks wrong, too."
    Kid: "Can't you just let me get one wrong?"

    Yup, same kid.
  • Kid's mom: "Hey, you have to go upstairs"
    Kid: "I don't wanna"
    Kid's mom: "Sure you do. Don't you want to see Sam? He's up there"
    Kid: "Yeah! He's funny!"

    Mind you, this little girl is barely 2 years old. Half the time, when I talk to her, her response is "I-ono" (she says it just like that, too). She has absolutely no idea what funny means, which means that a 2 year old just made fun of me.
  • Me: "Hey [Kid], how old are you?"
    Kid: "Three and three quarters"
    Me: "Really? When's your birthday?"
    Kid: "It's [one month from now]"
    Me: "Huh? That's not three and three quarters ... "
    Kid: "Yes it is! My mommy said so."
    Me: *grumbles* "Fine ..."

    For a little kid, "my mommy said so" is just about the ultimate trump card. I'm not about to go ruining that innocence over two months and a little bit of math. Good thing she didn't get smug about being "right", though. Otherwise, it would've been on.
  • (My dad kisses my mom on the cheek)
    Kid: "No! Tio don't kiss tia!"

    These kids get really jealous sometimes. My brother once made a little girl cry by daring to insinuate that the kid's "tia" (what the kids call my mom) was actually his mother, as well.
I swear, it never gets old. You play with the kids for a little bit, you read to them on occasion, you teach them stuff, and they reward you with sheer comedy. Pretty even trade, if you ask me.
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