Crud #152

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 10/17/2011 - 14:18

well last week in church i stayed home not feeling well. MY 5 year old son and his father went anyway. During the serman part of church my 5 year old farted really loud and evidently it stunk really bad. the people around them was fanning the smell away and they had to know who done it, lol. i told his dad not to teach him to be proud of his farts. thats what his dad gets. i know he was embarrassed, lol.

Crud #151

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 10/17/2011 - 03:29

In the doctor's office with my cousin and her boys....(her oldest who's about 2 turn 18 & baby boy is 10) & the doctor hands them a specimen cup & tell them they need sum urine from them....And ONLY HER BABY BOY would look with the most serious look on his face & say....."oh my God Mommie I think my urine is dirty!!" #BLANKSTARE.....(SN: I swear, there's never a dull moment w/ my family! Laughter is truley medicine 4 the soul)!

Crud #150

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 10/17/2011 - 00:59

I was sitting down at the table with my little sister. She was about 5 at the time. We were eating cereal and making jokes. Then she said "Katy your supposed to be done eating before me so I can have the table all to myself". I replied "oh yea?!" and raised my eyebrows. In my astonishment she replied "Hey mister, you don't raise your eyebrows at me!" I laughed so hard I fell out of my chair!

Crud #149

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 10/16/2011 - 20:29

I babysit for neighbors. They have two little boys, one is five and the other four, who love to mess with my head. Sometimes, there the sweetest little angels and the next thing I know there yelling at me to go home.
The youngest is the most trouble he'll say things like:
-Do you want to see my snowman?... Well you can't cuz he's black.
-When is mommy and daddy going to be home? "soon" Go home then!
-IM IN CHARGE! *throws peanut butter in my hair*

Crud #148

Submitted by Mom1Stepmom1 on Sun, 10/16/2011 - 10:01

I have a 9 year old stepson that I have essentially played Mom to since he was about a year old. His mother left early and stayed gone for some time, and now that she is back, she really doesn't see him unless courts mandated. Needless to say, they aren't close. My husband and I don't have the same last name, but him, my stepson and our daughter have the same name. At the doctors office one day, a new receptionist commented on that very fact. She proceeded to ask if I was his mother. I started to answer, but my son stepped in and said I was. She kept pressing the issue, seeming flabbergasted that we would have different names. So after I told her that I was in fact his stepmother, she wanted to know why I was bringing him to the doctor. I have never had any problems taking him to the doctor and most of the receptionists and other staff know us. So my son, who at this point was very sick and frustrated and just wanted to be done with the whole thing, launches into the whole story of the separation and years that followed. Everything, the way she left, the years she was gone, how often he sees her now, what they do on their time together. Then proceeds to explain that I am his mother in the way I take care of him, that he sees me as mom and that if its ok with her, he just wants to see the doctor. I didn't even think he knew any of the real story regarding their separation and her absent years and everything. I was just floored. I started to apologize, but didn't really know what to say.