Wednesday, April 8, 2009 at 6:01PM
Child (watching parent pay bills): Whatcha doin'?
Parent: Paying bills.
Child: Why?
Parent: So we have lights, power, water...
Child: I'm never going to pay bills.
Parent: When you're grown up, you will.
Child (imperiously): No — The...Children's...Muthah...Will...Doit.
Parent: (Simultaneously shoots and kicks self for being so slow on the uptake for online bill pay.)
Thursday, March 26, 2009 at 10:54AM
Parent (picking up child from a nighttime, kids-only event): Hi, d'ya have fun?
Child: Mom, I met the girl I'm going to marry.
Parent: (pause)
Child: Either that, or have a play date.
Sunday, March 22, 2009 at 8:56AM
Parent: Go ahead and take off my belt now, it's time to get dressed. It's too big for you anyway.
Child: It's not a belt. It's a Waistonator.
Monday, March 16, 2009 at 2:13AM
Free association, kid-style:
Parent: Point to the pictures that rhyme with sock.
Child: Clock, lock, rock...
Parent: Can we rhyme any words with the other pictures? What rhymes with cheese?
Child: Florida Keys...
Sunday, February 1, 2009 at 8:56AM Bear in mind we don't live in San Francisco, Silicon Valley, or even a remotely proximate area code.
Mouthing off by borrowed time | demi-brooke
My son — who's five — and I happened to sit down next to John Remy the other day at the yogurt shop. John (who writes a very thoughtful blog) was on his laptop, on Twitter (@johnremy), which my son apparently/instantly recognized. His opening conversational salvo? "Do you know my mom on Facebook?"
It's possible we should get out more.
