Kids are the best! :)

I love what kids say. They have the most cutest, innocent, and straight forward ways of saying almost anything. For example...

My husband has a goatee and he is very proud of it, as am I. :) We had just gotten engaged, and all the little kids I was working with at the time wanted to see the man I was going to marry. So, I brought in a couple pictures of us so they could see us together and also see my now-husband. As one of my five year olds was looking at him, he pointed to his goatee and asked, "What is that on his face?" I was a little taken aback - how do I explain what a goatee is to a kid? So, I thought quickly and said, "That's just a little beard." The five year old looked at me, looked back at the picture, and said, "Oh, a little beard." I just love that story...

The family I work with right now has two daughters and one son, the son being the oldest. Often, when he wants to do something but he's not quite old enough, he will say, "I'm just too big, but when I become a man, I can do it!" Yes, I did mean to write big and not little, he really does say he's too big even though he means little. Anyways, the other day, the youngest daughter (just turned one) was crawling around and trying to open up cupboards and pull things out. After telling her no and giving her the hand signal for no, she continued to open up cupboards and pull things out. I went over to pick her up and move her. As I was picking her up, the son came over and said, "Sister, you are just too big. You will just have to wait until you become a man."

A few days ago, my nanny kids and I went to a fun little store that actually has live animals in it and a live chicken running around. After getting over the initial fright of having a lose chicken, the oldest son was very interested in seeing what it would do. He followed it around, and eventually the chicken lost a feather. My nanny kid really wanted to pick it up, but was so scared the chicken would come back, so he darted back and forth a few times and finally got up the nerve to pick up the feather. Then, he continued to follow the chicken around and say, "Mr. Chicken, you lost your feather!" (Feather was pronounced more like fedder...)

So I know this next one isn't a kid, but its still hilarious...
The word for chicken in Tok Pisin is kakaruk. The pronunciations is as follows: "kah-kuh-luk." The last "luk" is pronounced almost with a rolling r, but not quite, making it not an "r" or a "l." Anyways, one day, my husband was speaking in Tok Pisin which he is SO good at! He spent two months in Papua New Guinea and after that understands pretty much ANYTHING I say! He is fabulous and amazing! Anyways, for whatever reason, kakaruks came into the conversation, and he said the word in the FUNNIEST way possibnle! Probably no one but me will think its funny, but believe me, it really is. So instead of pronouncing it correctly, he said, "kak-uh-rook." Oh my gosh - funniest thing in the world!

When I was little, about four years old I believe (based on what my parents have told me) my family and I were flying back to the US for a furlough. We would always stop off in California and spend a few days with extended family. At one point, my aunt asked us if we wanted to go feed the ducks in the park. Of course we all agreed, and then with beaming eyes, I asked, "Then are we going to kill them and eat them?" Only out of a village girl's mouth...

One day, I was helping my nanny kids through their morning routine. I think we were up to the getting dressed part.. not very far. Anyways, we were talking about new presents that the girls had gotten some leg warmers and lip gloss. The son was so distraught that he had not gotten any gifts, and even more so that he was not allowed to wear or try the gifts that his mom bought him some cologne. He was telling me how the girls toys were for girls and the boy toys were for boys. Then he said, "But, when I grow up to be a little girl, I can wear lip gloss too." After trying not to laugh out loud at his very serious observation, I told him that when God makes little boys, they always stay boys, and when God makes girls, they always stay girls. I then began to give examples. Mom was a little girl, and she's still a girl. Dad was a little boy, and he's still a boy. This friend was a little girl, and will grow up to be a big girl, my husband was once a little boy, but now he's a big boy, etc. At this point, my sweet little nanny boy chimed in and said, "He's not a boy, he's a man!"

So glad he's got that right. :)