When my kids were little we were having lunch and eating some of our wonderful homemade pickles that my mother in law made.
My youngest son was enjoying the pickles so much he held one up and was going to hand it to me all the while saying "mama, will you go plant this and grow us more pickles"?
Needless to say I began laugh.
I explained to him that you could not grow pickles from pickles but you had to use the cucumbers we grew in the garden.
HE accepted my explanation and continued eating, resigning himself to just eat the pickles out of the jar.
While visiting friends recently, my friend's little girl aged 4 came into the lounge and proudly announced that she had washed the dishes. My friend was alarmed because as you know, the sink is quite high for a 4 yr old and she then asked Jenna to go show her. I followed. In the kitchen, Jenna had rigged a little platform out of a cold drink case and a chair. OK, so now we knew how she reached the sink, and my friend asked Jenna to show her exactly how she washed the dishes. Without hesitation, Jenna got on to the platform contraption, then up onto the sink's drainboard and with a great big smile on her face, she put her feet in the sink! She then continued to show us how she washed the dishes and stuff, then turning around and placing the washed stuff behind her in the drying rack, all the while with her feet in the sink as well!
One day my daughter was taking her 4 year old daughter to pre k. When she arrived there, her daughter told her, "I just don't know what to do about these unsightly leg hairs momma.
It was a beautiful spring day, as i stood at my kitchen sink washing dishes, my 4yr. old son came in and ask "mom will you buy me a hole?" As i kept on washing dishes I asked "What?", " Will you buy me a hole/", I could see this was going to take all my attention,so as I dried my hands I ask "What kind of hole do you want?" " You know the kind you through a ball through!" " Oh, you want a Basket Ball Hoop." Yea, that's it." As I pulled him to me to give him a big hug, I promised to buy him a"hole."
Just one of the wonderful memories he gave me.
When my daughter was 3 years old (now7) and in Headstart I was very active within the school. The teachers all knew me and my Mom. We did all of the photography for the school, landscaping ...
One day Morgan was asked to draw a picture in class, I had not gone it that day due to a Dr appt. Morgan drew a bright red drawing then got teary eyed. The teacher was quite concerned for Morgan and asked her what was wrong? Morgan, tears streming down her plump little cheeks sniffed and said "My Grandma died".
The teacher was so distrught that...
1. I had not told her
2. I had sent Morgan to school
3. That I had not told her.
So concerned with Morgan's mental state the teacher asked "What happened"!?!?!?
Morgan showed the picture she had colored red and said
"The lions ate her" !
I have had to warn all of her teachers since then about Morgan's imagination and that they should take everything Morgan says with a grain of salt.