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Little Kids Are Awesome 5

It's been a few months since I last did one of these, so I've had time to accumulate memorable quotes from the little kids that are constantly running around my house. As the title implies, there have been four previous installments (one, two, three, and four).

As always, the caveat is that I'm not poking fun at someone that young. Heck, half the time I end up thinking the kid is ridiculously clever for the words that just came out of his mouth. Think of it more as appreciation for the inner workings of the brain of a three year old.

So without further ado:

  • Kid: "Can I eat candy?"
    Me: "No. Maybe you can have some as dessert after lunch."
    Kid: "Can I eat lunch now?"

    On the plus side, this child clearly has a grasp of cause and effect, and he can reason effectively. Unfortunately, his motivation is slightly suspect.
  • Me: "What's your favorite food?"
    Kid: "Bacon"
    Me: "Bacon?"
    Kid: "Yes, bacon. Whenever we go out to eat, I get some."

    Awesome choice. Also, way to not back down when I incredulously asked her to verify that she had, in fact, chosen bacon. I was expecting an answer like cake or something (see above), but she managed to surprise me, in a good way.
  • (I was working from home, so I was locked up in my room)
    Kid: "Can I go in Sam's room?"
    Mom: "Ask him"
    Kid: "Sam, can I come in?"
    Sam: "Not right now, I'm working"
    Kid: "He said 'yes!'"
    *the kid barges in*

    This kid also knows enough to knock on doors before barging in to the rooms behind the doors. Maybe it's just me, but I think we have to tweak his understanding of knocking and asking just a tad.
  • Mom: "We're going to make a dress for you for June."
    Kid: "Yay!"
    Kid: "... wait. But what if I grow and it doesn't fit any more?"

    It is amazing to me how singularly focused on becoming a "big kid" they are. It's not just one or two kids, it's darn near all of them. Half the time, you can convince them to stop doing something simply by pointing out that that's how babies act.
  • Kid's mom: "You're going to have to cut your hair"
    Kid: "No, I don't want to"
    Mom: "Sam is a big boy, he gets his hair cut. Tio is a big boy, he gets his hair cut. Your daddy is a big boy, and he gets his hair cut, too. So what about you?"
    Kid: " ... I'm a big boy with long hair"

    Sheer genius, I tell you.
  Sometimes, I think that I'm going to have to start taking notes when I play with the kids. The things that they say and do are just plain awesome, I tell you.

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