Wee one's wit intact
My four-year-old daughter had fallen at daycare and suffered a cut to her head. On the way to the doctor, and attempting to distract her, I asked, “Did any of your brains fall out?” She gave me a withering look that only a four-year-old can and said, “No, Mum, but I think some of my imagination has escaped.”
Rachel, by email
Roll playing
My five-year-old son has got into the habit of unravelling the toilet roll while sitting on the toilet. When I reminded him I wasn’t happy about him doing this, his response brought a smile to my face and had me stumped for a reply: “It’s okay to play with it, Mum, because it’s a toy-let roll!”
Tania, by email
Future vegetarian
Miss Eight amused us all last week when I was serving up a lovely tender lamb roast. “I’m not going to eat lamb again,” she announced. When I asked why, she explained, “If we keep eating lambs all the time, they will become extinct!” Now that’s an interesting thought – but it’s not very likely here in New Zealand!
Tracey, Auckland
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