The Front Porch Swing

Those neighborhood kids are pretty smart. The boy showed me a map he had drawn, laying out his imaginary island. It featured lodgings for him and his friends, a duck pond, a river, and some other houses. Near where he had drawn his own house, there was another house, which had a red circle drawn around it. Inside the circle he had written what would translate to "Grumpy Mr. Cluckers", and a drawing of the face of a rooster. He explained that one should not go in on his lands, if one valued their safety, because grumpy Mr. Cluckers is a bit mean. Kids have a wonderful way of processing things.

His little sister can be pretty funny too. We try to recycle cardboard, paper and bottles. Lately, we have built up quite a collection of cardboard in our kitchen, and we've been a bit lazy about taking it to the recycling center by the store. The girl made an observation in our kitchen: "WE don't really collect cardboard like that...". Kids say the darndest things...
 
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I'll never forget the day i was watching a friend's little girl. This friend lived up the street, and her house was always in perfect order. Mine, not so much! She walked into the living room, and stood in front of the wood box. On the floor were a couple of newspaper sections that had fallen out of place, and a bunch of wood debris that hadn't been swept up. She stood there, and placed her hands on her little hips, shook her head, and proclaimed, "Messy, messy, messy!!!. Some time later, that friend arrived on my door step to visit. It was early spring when the frost was just coming out of the ground. There was about 4" of snow on the ground. My son, and a friend (about 6 years old) were down in the garden, pulling up last year's corn stalks, which had 8" root balls intact, loaded with mud. They'd spin around in a circle holding those corn stalks and when they got enough momentum, they'd let them fly. The mud was spattering EVERYWHERE. She stood there, looking on the scene in horror. Finally, she looked up at me, and said in a subdued voice... "Boys are different, aren't they???" Ah, sweet revenge. She got pregnant that year, and had a BOY!!!!!!
 
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I'll never forget the day i was watching a friend's little girl. This friend lived up the street, and her house was always in perfect order. Mine, not so much! She walked into the living room, and stood in front of the wood box. On the floor were a couple of newspaper sections that had fallen out of place, and a bunch of wood debris that hadn't been swept up. She stood there, and placed her hands on her little hips, shook her head, and proclaimed, "Messy, messy, messy!!!. Some time later, that friend arrived on my door step to visit. It was early spring when the frost was just coming out of the ground. There was about 4" of snow on the ground. My son, and a friend (about 6 years old) were down in the garden, pulling up last year's corn stalks, which had 8" root balls intact, loaded with mud. They'd spin around in a circle holding those corn stalks and when they got enough momentum, they'd let them fly. The mud was spattering EVERYWHERE. She stood there, looking on the scene in horror. Finally, she looked up at me, and said in a subdued voice... "Boys are different, aren't they???" Ah, sweet revenge. She got pregnant that year, and had a BOY!!!!!!
Haha, hopefully he is a bit of a messmaker. I had two friends growing up, brothers. Both were very cleanly, but the younger one was completely anal when it came to keeping things in order. He had a collection of toy cars lined up on a shelf. I used to go look at them sometimes, and placed them back where they had been. When he came in, he went straight to his cars and inspected them, and if someone had been near them he noticed immediately, and started yelling "Who has been touching my cars?". Now, all grown up, all of that behavior has completely disappeared, but it was funny how he reacted to it at maybe 4-5 years old.
 
Little kids are pretty funny. As a child I had more of the "boy" trates. Always outside and covered in dirt ;) Since were on funny kid stories, I'll join in and share one.
My son was telling us he is going to be an astronaut (he's four), my husband looked at me and said "I guess he won't be a family man". We laughed and nothing else was said. I have a daycare and the next day my son told me that one day the daycare kids will be big and won't come to daycare anymore. I told him he was right, but maybe one day they would have kids and bring there kids to daycare. My son said "oh they will bring their kids to are daycare?" I told him maybe. Then my son said "well I'm going to be an astronaut, so I'm not going to be a family man, so I won't have any kids but my spaceship will have lots of tools." Now my son thinks are neighbor, who is mid to late 30s single with no kids is an astronaut. He tells me "Mike is an astronaut. He isn't a family man. I'm going to be an astronaut so I won't be a family man either." Cracks me up. So I won't be having grand kids, but my son will have lots if tools! Lol!!
 
Little kids are pretty funny. As a child I had more of the "boy" trates. Always outside and covered in dirt
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Since were on funny kid stories, I'll join in and share one.
My son was telling us he is going to be an astronaut (he's four), my husband looked at me and said "I guess he won't be a family man". We laughed and nothing else was said. I have a daycare and the next day my son told me that one day the daycare kids will be big and won't come to daycare anymore. I told him he was right, but maybe one day they would have kids and bring there kids to daycare. My son said "oh they will bring their kids to are daycare?" I told him maybe. Then my son said "well I'm going to be an astronaut, so I'm not going to be a family man, so I won't have any kids but my spaceship will have lots of tools." Now my son thinks are neighbor, who is mid to late 30s single with no kids is an astronaut. He tells me "Mike is an astronaut. He isn't a family man. I'm going to be an astronaut so I won't be a family man either." Cracks me up. So I won't be having grand kids, but my son will have lots if tools! Lol!!

I had three girls. Never wanted a boy. All of them each had a boy. Two of them stopped with one child. The third one finally had a girl also.
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Here is a funny video that I found: Go to the one " For all of you still getting snow."

http://challengedsurvival.blogspot....-max=2015-01-01T00:00:00-06:00&max-results=35
 
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I love the unexpected twists of humor that come out of kids! They usually wait until you have a mouthful of something to drop a quip you didn't see coming, don't they?

We had a new puppy I was training for the show and obedience ring. But I also had steep stairs leading up to the second floor, and Rueben wasn't really coordinated enough to handle them yet. So I put a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs....the easy kind that you can open when you want to pass through. Kenny was probably about 12 when he decided to take a shortcut down the stairs and jump the gate instead of opening it. Um, didn't work. He came down on that gate and crotched himself so hard I could almost hear the crunch!

Between gasps of laughter (I know, I'm a baaad mommy) I managed to ask him if he was okay.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he whispered as he writhed on the floor. "But all of your grandkids are going to born with headaches!"
 
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I'll never forget the day i was watching a friend's little girl. This friend lived up the street, and her house was always in perfect order. Mine, not so much! She walked into the living room, and stood in front of the wood box. On the floor were a couple of newspaper sections that had fallen out of place, and a bunch of wood debris that hadn't been swept up. She stood there, and placed her hands on her little hips, shook her head, and proclaimed, "Messy, messy, messy!!!. Some time later, that friend arrived on my door step to visit. It was early spring when the frost was just coming out of the ground. There was about 4" of snow on the ground. My son, and a friend (about 6 years old) were down in the garden, pulling up last year's corn stalks, which had 8" root balls intact, loaded with mud. They'd spin around in a circle holding those corn stalks and when they got enough momentum, they'd let them fly. The mud was spattering EVERYWHERE. She stood there, looking on the scene in horror. Finally, she looked up at me, and said in a subdued voice... "Boys are different, aren't they???" Ah, sweet revenge. She got pregnant that year, and had a BOY!!!!!!

Bwahahah.,... though I know of some messy Girls.... that was me. Up to my ears with horses since I was about twelve. There were horse maneur fights. Best ones to pick up were dried on the outside and squishy on the inside, they didnt mess up your hands but splatted when they hit.... I got dunked in the Big green horse trough for that one by the Horse shoer....

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I love the unexpected twists of humor that come out of kids! They usually wait until you have a mouthful of something to drop a quip you didn't see coming, don't they?

We had a new puppy I was training for the show and obedience ring. But I also had steep stairs leading up to the second floor, and Rueben wasn't really coordinated enough to handle them yet. So I put a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs....the easy kind that you can open when you want to pass through. Kenny was probably about 12 when he decided to take a shortcut down the stairs and jump the gate instead of opening it. Um, didn't work. He came down on that gate and crotched himself so hard I could almost hear the crunch!

Between gasps of laughter (I know, I'm a baaad mommy) I managed to ask him if he was okay.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he whispered as he writhed on the floor. "But all of your grandkids are going to born with headaches!"

Bwahahahah.... I have to pass this on if its ok...

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