Crud #55

Submitted by Linda Van Heerden on Tue, 11/23/2010 - 00:17

I fondly remember the time when my eldest son was still small, about 3. I was a stay-at-home mom at the time and he followed me everywhere..... when I cleaned he tagged behind, when I cooked he watched, or when I bathed he played on the bathroom floor, but you get my meaning. One day while I was doing my hair (those days we still used hairspray out of a can (bad, yeah I know)) and when I applied the hairspray he asked: "Mommy, why are you polishing your hair with furniture polish?" .......... yeah, well, he mistook the hairspray with the canned furniture polish...... they're clever little observers some times and make the most simple associations and assumptions.

Crud #54

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 11/22/2010 - 22:55

Last spring while my 6 year old son was playing in a snow bank by the road, some high school kids came zooming by in a car and splashed him with a title wave of water. High school kids are crud!

Crud #42

Submitted by Susan Woods on Mon, 11/22/2010 - 20:59

My adorable 5 year-old niece was riding in the car next to me in the backseat, as my parents were dropping me off at the airport at the end of my vacation home. After a weekend spent playing in the sun together, my niece's freckles had doubled. I looked lovingly at her cute, sleeping face and said quietly, "Aw, look at all those freckles." She must have not been asleep yet because she opened her eyes only a slit, peered at me wordlessly, and raised her left fist. Then, ever so slowly, with perfect dramatic timing, she raised her middle finger.

How's that for a goodbye?

Crud #41

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 11/21/2010 - 20:50

When my daughter was 2 she bit her brother who was 4 at the time. I turned around and handed her the bar of ivory soap and said you want to bite here bite this and she did. She bit right into the bar of ivory. She is now 21 and still remembers biting into the bar of soap. She never did it again. We still laugh about it now.

Crud #39

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 11/19/2010 - 17:15

On one Fourth of July my grandchildren were playing with sparklers while the four oldest were running make their little circles and such my son looked over at my four year old grand daughter and ask; what are you doing? She looked up holding her sparkler to the bare spot on the ground and said i'm burning the devil i know his down there.