Kids give funny replies to everyday questions with their wild imaginations! I hope the following tidbits make you laugh a little this Monday afternoon.
Recent conversation with Ellis as we’re learning about the heart’s function:
Mommy: “Why does a heart beat?”
Ellis: “Because it’s dancing…la…la…la”
Conversation between siblings after Ellis accidentally overturned a can of sugared fruit bites on the table.
Elliot:” E-lllis, why did you do that??”
Ellis: “Oh, sorry.”
Elliot: “Wait.” (as he looks closely at the mess) “Is that sugar?”
Ellis: “Yea, it is.”
Elliot: “Can I have a taste of it?”
This recent conversation occurred while admiring our new 3-gallon aquarium housing 1 African Clawed frog and new Black Racer Nerite snail. Ribbit, a predatorial frog, was surprisingly co-habitating peacefully with its new tank mate. However, one week later Sticky was nowhere to be found.
Mommy: “Oh my gosh, I think Ribbit ate Sticky (new snail).”
Elliot: “What? He did?”
Mommy: “I can’t believe this. He ate his friend! You don’t eat your friend. You can’t eat your friend!! Ribbit, I’m so mad at you!!”
Ellis: “But he was hugging Sticky the other day.”
All of us were sad and disappointed that our frog will consume anything in its path. It will be lonely by itself. But it was hard to fathom how a small frog could eat the snail shell completely.
The next day while cleaning the tank, Elliot spotted Sticky under the sea anemone accessory. He was hiding on the rubbery bottom part of it.
Elliot: “I found him, I found him. He’s under the sea anemone. Ribbit didn’t eat him.”
Ellis: “I want to see. I want to see.”
Elliot: “Mommy, you better apologize to Ribbit. You hurt his feelings.”
Mommy: “I’m sorry.”
Elliot: “Nooooo, say it like you mean it.”
Mommy: lifting the lid and muttering in a solemn voice, “I’m sorry I falsely accused you of eating Sticky.”
Elliot: “Okay, that’s better.”
This conversation happened 2 years ago with Elliot, but I recall my shock clearly.
Mommy: “The letter ‘c’ is for the word cat…kuh…kuh. What sound does ‘c’make?”
Thinking maybe he misundertood me, I asked a similar question.
Mommy: “‘D’ is for dog….d-uh…d-uh. What sound does ‘d’ make?
Elliot: “Ruff ruff.”
Decided to let it go and continue with learning sounds before asking specific questions. His answers were funny and alarming to me at the same time. Safe to say we laugh about it now.