My Caleb NEVER does anything wrong (according to him). He's gotten in the habit of making excuses for any wrongs that occur.

The other day I sat him down and gave him a lecture on EXCUSES and how they don't get you anywhere - might as well fess up and all that. I told him everytime he starts to make an excuse, just say, "Aunt Bessie's cow died!" That excuse will work as good as any he can make up.  He thought it was funny and everytime he started to "explain" why he didn't do something, I just looked at him and he'd say, "Aunt Bessie's cow died." and we'd go on about our business.

His Dad came to get him and he did something and his dad called him on it and he calmly looked at his dad and said, "But DAD! Aunt Bessie's cow died!"  His Dad still hasn't got a clue what happened and we didn't tell him.

And my son thinks I'm a bad influence on my grandson... 

Hugs BD

Not necessarily funny but way too cute...

A couple or so months ago, I returned to the living room after an attack and sat beside my granddaughter on the couch.  I guess I still looked a mess because Sahara stood up beside me, placed her hand on my head and prayed, "Dear God, please make my PawPaw's headache go away. In Jesus' name, Amen"  She then gave me a kiss on the temple and told me it was going to be all better. 

I still get all choked up when I think about that.

Mastifflvr28 wrote on Aug 7^th, 2008 at 1:12pm:

I love that one ... when my brother and I were small, we were on a trip with our parents when Dad got pulled over by a nice policeman. The policeman came up to the window and my brother climbed over the back seat into the front and over dad and almost out the window to meet the cop, yelling, "Hello Mr. Policeman, You're my FRIEND!"

Needless to say - Dad did NOT get a ticket. I dont think he even got a lecture. He was still laughing when he got back in his car. Little brothers do come in handy "sometimes".  Mom always liked him best

Hugs BD

Last week my 3 yo son had one hand grabbing the counter. He was red in the face and grunting. I asked him what he was doing and in a grunting voice said "I'm dropping a duce daddy". For those who don't know what that is it means that he is going #2. Too funny. I am going to ask his uncle where he heard that.

Quote:

Two canibals were eating a clown. One says to the other, "Does this taste funny to you?"

This was all my fault, but it was so damn funny...

I had 1 sister and she had 2 girls, so except for babysitting, I have no idea how to deal with boys growing up....  My husband and I decided long ago that when it came to my son maturing, that Dad would need to deal with this, because I will get myself in trouble. This is total proof of that.

My son was about 3 and he would not stop grabbing himself, and would walk around like that..  I would ask him if he had to go tot he bathroom and he would hell me no.   I'd tell him to stop grabbing himself and 5 minutes later he would be walking around with his hand wrapped around himself. 

So, we where grocery shopping and for an hour I was telling him to stop over and over and finally I was completely fed up. I did not even think about the fact that we where standing in the line to check out, so of course there are people all around me. 

The mom voice kicks in, you know the one that can carry across a store....  "If you don't stop grabbing yourself, it will fall off."

Without a second thought and with a totally straight face. He looks at me and says. 

"Is that what happened to Sissy?"

All of the adults around bust up laughing. I turned purple and laughed my ass off.