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I cringe now but............a few years ago when I "honked the horn" in the car at some one ......my then 3 yr old would say....get the f*** out the way"...............not proud.........but nicley observed....had to make up a song so whenenever we 'honked" again..........took a while but it worked..


Woof

My eldest son, when 5 came home from school one day desperate to tell me something


Son. Mummy, a boy in my class said the 's' word today

Me. Oh that's not nice, you shouldn't say bad words

Son. Yes, he says, I told him that but the boy said I didn't understand what it meant so I should shut up. What does it mean?

Me. Thinking the worst it could be is 'shit' says, well tell me what he said and I will try to explain.

Son. No, you will tell me off

Me. No I won't, don't worry, in this situation I won't.

Son. Hmmmm ok.....

F*****g he'll

Me. Shock, oh that's not an s word, it's an f word!

And floundered dreadfully for ages.

My nephew, at the age of 4, was cuddling up to my Mum (his Grandma) and looking lovingly into her eyes...

"Granoie" (that's what used to her called her),

"Yes darling?"...

"Granoie... (long pause)... your face looks just like a landslide"...


oh, how the mighty are fallen, my Mum used to be a model...


http://barbadosfreepress.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/greenland-barbados-landslide-2.jpg

My mum told me that when in Primary School the Headteacher had to go into hospital for a hip operation. The whole school was tasked with writing 'get well soon' cards, but mine was the only one to include the caption 'Hip Hip Hooray'.


Pretty proud of that one at such an early age.


James, age 4.

whilst in car wiv brother and 4yr old nephew...


"oh come off it you could get a bloody bus through that! what's the matter with you? You a silly woman? Put your glasses on!"


I turned round quite shocked at the rant of the little person to see a very cheeky grin and advise that daddy says it all the time... I can quite believe it although with reference to the bus - my brother is a bus driver!

My niece, aged 4 came back from nursery one day and was chatting about how naughty some of the kids were and how to be good at school...


her mum said "you know how to be good Flossie, don't you"

she said "yes - not say fucky hell to Miss Jackson"


Miss Jackson was her poor teacher

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