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Little Kids Are Awesome 8

It's that time again, when I remind everyone that little kids are ridiculously fun to be around. Amazingly enough, this is actually the eighth installment in this "series," (if you're curious, here's the last one before this) which means that I know a bunch of funny little kids.

As always, I feel compelled to point out that I'm not actually laughing at the munchkins (I actually tend to get annoyed by people who do). I'm laughing with them, and I always take the opportunity to correct them if it's necessary. It's just hard not to be amused when one of them says something clever or unintended.

So, without further ado, I present to you the latest bout of amusement that I've seen:

  • (I am feeling sick, so I go to the fridge to get something to keep myself hydrated)
    Kid: "Sam, what's that?"
    Me: "Oh, it's juice"
    Kid: "Why are you drinking it?"
    Me: "I feel kind of sick, so I need to drink something. Would you like some?"
    Kid: "No, that's sick juice"

    In the brief time that I explained what was going on, the little kid managed to correlate that juice with illness. Maybe he thought it was medicine, but he wanted no part of it. I'll give him credit for the rational line of thought, but the flawed conclusion brought a chuckle.
  • Kid: "Tia, can I have an egg-y?" (they were hard-boiled eggs)
    Mom: "No, I'm making your lunch right now, and you'll have some with lunch."
    Kid: "Okay"
    (5 minutes pass, and the kids get their lunch. The kid pokes around at his plate)
    Kid: *in the gruffest voice he can manage* "Wait a minute! Where's my eggy?!"

    Mind you, at that age, it's impressive enough for a kid to remember what someone told him a few minutes ago. Secondly, for him to immediately rummage through his plate for it showed that he clearly hadn't forgotten. That's a smart kid, and he's hilarious to boot.
  • (the kid notices the "No trespassing" crossbones sign I jokingly put up on my door)
    Kid: "What's that?"
    Me: "It's a sign that says 'no trespassing.' Do you know what that means?"
    Kid: "Yup, it means, no scary monsters allowed"

    Well, he was close. I suspect he was just learning to sleep in his own bed right around that time, so the idea of monsters and bedrooms was probably fresh in his mind.
  • Mom: "Fai dee, fai dee" (that's Cantonese for "hurry up")
    Mom: "Do you know what that means?"
    Kid: "It means, 'don't eat the onions!'"

    I can almost picture the scenario. This kid must've been at home, poking his nose in the kitchen while someone was cooking. He grabbed some onions to eat, a parent caught him, and the parent shooed him out of the room, throwing in an admonition that he hurry out. I think we're going to have to use that phrase a few more times in a different context so he figures out exactly what it means.
  • Kid: "Sam, can we run around the house?"
    Me: "No, not right now, there's a bunch of people around, and we don't want to run into them"
    Kid: "Oh, okay. [Other kid's mom], can you move out of the way?"

    He's a problem solver, that one. I couldn't quite contain my chuckle on this one, so I had to sheepishly explain to the mom why she was being asked to move.
  • (The kids are singing)
    Kid: "I like to eat, eat, eat apples and NO bananas"
    (two days later)
    Kid: "I like to eat, eat, eat apples and ICE CREAM"

    Two guesses as to which fruit is that kid's least favorite (though to be honest, I don't know why. He used to happily eat bananas). Seeing the laugh that he got the first time, he decided to get to a little more creative. That kid is also a clever one.
  Like I said at the beginning of all of this, little kids are ridiculously fun to hang around sometimes.

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