10-06-2013   2 comments

How often do you stop and think about when you were a kid?  Does it make you sometimes wish you could be that kid again? Good questions and I’m sure I know the answers.  Of course we’ve all  taken that trip back to a simpler way of life where there was little or no stress and no overwhelming problems.  Our biggest worries then were who to play with and for how long.

Art Linkletter made a fortune with “Kids Say the Darndest Things” because kids really do say the darndest things.  They blurt out the truth without thinking about consequences or hurt feelings.  Sometimes they’re blunt, sometimes cute,  and always funny.  I’ve collected the following blurbs during my travels on the Net to help make my point even more interesting.

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  • While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about six years old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked, "Are you a cop?" "Yes," I answered and continued writing the report. "My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?" "Yes, that’s right," I told her. "Well, then," she said as she extended her foot toward me, "would you please tie my shoe?
  • A little girl had just finished her first week of school. "I’m just wasting my time," she said to her mother. "I can’t read, I can’t write – and they won’t let me talk!"
  • It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. "Is that a dog you got back there?" he asked. "It sure is," I replied. Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he said, "What’d he do?"
  • While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my four-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, "The tooth fairy will never believe this!"
  • While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar wilt. Apparently, his five-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin. Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased. The minister’s son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his version of what he thought his father always said: "Glory be unto the Faaaather. .and unto the Soonnn. …..and into the hole he gooooes."

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I can’t get enough of these types of stories.  There’s  nothing better for me than to have the time to sit with a youngster and just have a normal conversation about anything.  The way their mind works and how they express their ideas and observations is the absolute best. 

We are a week or two away from celebrating our grandson’s first birthday and this week he began walking for the first time.  I’m glad about that but he won’t be a real person to me until I can hear him speak his mind.  He’ll probably be speaking within a few months and I can’t wait to hear what he has to say.  As I watch him now as he observes the world around him, I can almost see him thinking.  After more than a year of observing all of us he’s sure to have plenty of questions and opinions.  I  can’t wait to hear them.

2 responses to “10-06-2013

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  1. Kids really can be cute and funny. Nice post. Now you have me wondering what kind of things my future kids might say. And to think, years ago, I thought I might never want kids! Lol.

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