Kid Speak

Yesterday Henry was standing in the middle of the living room holding onto his little boy parts like he was worried they were about to fall off.

"Henry?" I asked. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

"Nope," he responded.

"Then why are you holding onto your parts?"

"Just for fun," he replied.

Okay then. Just for fun.

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My sister-in-law Melanie was explaining to her 4 year old son, Eli, that I was pregnant and would soon be having another baby.

His reply?

"Well, whose baby is it?!"

I swear there is actually no justifiable reason to doubt the paternity of this baby. Promise.

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I called a different nephew to wish him a happy birthday last week. He dutifully got on the phone and responded politely when I told him I loved him and that I hoped his birthday was a good one. After a slight, fraction of a second pause in our conversation, I heard him say, "Mommy, do I have to say anything else?"

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Yesterday, Henry and I were discussing our plans for the following day. I told him that our friend, Joy, was going to come and stay with him for a few hours in the afternoon. Henry kept asking if I would tell Joy to bring doggy bag with her. I asked for clarification. Doggy bag?

"Doggy bag," Henry replied.

Then it dawned on me. Joy's husband, a fill in Grandpa for many kids at church once came with Joy and played with Henry. The kids all call him Poppy Doug.

"Henry," I said. "Do you want Poppy Doug to come with Joy?"

Henry's eyes lit up. "YES!" he exclaimed.

Poppy Doug. Doggy Bag.

It's an honest mistake.