I was out walking with my then 4-year-old daughter. She picked up something
off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I asked her not to do that.
"Why?"
"Because it's been laying outside and it is dirty and probably has germs."
At this point, she looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Wow! How
do you know all this stuff?"
Uh, I was thinking quickly, "...all moms knows this stuff. Um, it's on the
Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy."
We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently
pondering this new information.
OH...I get It!" she beamed, "So if you flunk, you have to be the Daddy."
Have you ever asked your child a question too many times?
My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was
on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in
between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying
my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my
seven-month-old daughter, and she was clean. Then I realized that Danny had
not asked to go potty in a while, so I asked him if he needed to go, and
he said "No." I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident,
and I don't have any clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE
you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must
have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I
asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped
up, yanked down his pants, bent over and spread his cheeks and yelled. "SEE
MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly choked to death on their
tacos laughing! He calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple
made me feel better by thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!