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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While out walking with our fouryear- old granddaughter, she became grizzly and irritated so my husband decided
to lift her onto his shoulders to carry her. Having only taken a few steps, she said to me, “Nana, Papa has got paint in his hair.” I looked up and realised she was talking about his new white strands coming through. Kids – you’ve got to love them.
Mori Wade, by email
Cold comfort
Our young grandson was staying with us for the holidays. One night, he came into our bedroom and was most
upset. When I asked him why, he replied, with tears streaming down his face, “I’m really, really cold, Nana – my hot water bottle just died!”
Sue, by email
Feeding frenzy
We were sitting down at the table for a family dinner and little Miss Two had managed to get her spaghetti bolognaise all over her face. Her father decided to remedy the situation by scrubbing her face with the table cloth. “What’s Daddy doing?” asked her mummy. Their daughter replied with a cheeky grin on her face, “He’s fighting me!”
Jude, Auckland
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