Im on a new thread roll today.... I think this is number 4!

Anne Marie (4yr old) just came to me and said, "Mommy, for my next birthday, I want to get married." So I asked her (of coarse), "Who do you want to marry?"

You know, thinking its a little boy from school or someone like that.

She says, "The popsickle man!"

So, I asked her, "What? Why the popsickle man?"

Her response... "Because I LOVE popsickles so much. I want to marry the man that drives the popsickle truck!"

LMBO!

So, what funny thing have your kids said lately?

JUST ONE MORE I SWEAR, THEN I AM GOING TO BED

I have a chinese pug who is about a year and 3 1/2 months old whose name is Pudge. Brantley LOVESSSSS Pudge and says he is his best friend. Anyways, oneday while their family was here for a cookout Brant was playing with Pudge who has horrible skin allergies and had about 3 big sores on him and a few smaller ones, and his dad walked in and looked at Pudge and said "whew your an ugly dog" and Brant proceeded to run his daddy down and scream "Hes not ugly daddy, he just has some bobos and he cant help it, so don't say that!!!" Meanwhile, July 4, Brant came over (Lord help me) to our house to stay during the day, and I got on to him for pulling Pudge by his little rolls (I cringed thinking, that could be my rolls) and I got on to him & told him he was hurting Pudge, and your not supposed to hurt friends. The next thing I know, I look over and Brant has Pudge armed up and is giving him a big SMACK on the lips. I told him that that was nasty, and he proceeded to tell me that it wasn't nassy, Pudge was his fwiend. This is coming from the kid who chews his fingernails and says "MMMMMM toe nails good" and when told to quite eating his boogers he says "But they tastes sooooo good JOJO!!" HAHA I HAVE WAY TOOOOOOOOOO MANY STORIES

Jodie,

I love these stories! How funny!

But my favorite is Brantley hissing and growling like a snake... oh my goodness!!!!!!!

Heh, this weekend, Spudboy was showimg me some of the leftover carnage from The 4th. I believe they were trophies. I had gone to bed after we got back from the show and I didn't light off any of the fireworks. I thought they just had bottle rockets...

"no Momma, we had some firecrackers too."

You had firecrackers???!!!

He patted my arm, "It's okay Mom, don't worry, we saved some for you."

And then we both laughed. That last line is not how the usual fireworks conversation goes between teenaged sons and their mothers.

He patted my arm, "It's okay Mom, don't worry, we saved some for you."

LOL... so, who's the parent here????

thats a good one!

See Paula, just one more example that he's being raised by a pack of wild dogs. Who knows, maybe his kids will be raised by a family dog...