Tuesday, April 15, 2008

What My Three-Year-Old Says in a Week:

To the pest control guy: "Well, MY dog doesn't have fleas, because we took him to the vet, and he got a 'pository (suppository)!"

To a nice lady in Wal-Mart after a little talk on who's allowed to touch us where: "And SHE (pointing at the lady) isn't allowed to touch my private spots, cause only mommy and daddy....." This is where I quickly exited stage left with my blabbering child.

To the employee stocking soaps on the next aisle: "My mommy NEVER uses soap in HER bath."

To me about a lady in Cracker Barrel's restroom (pointing again :o( "Mommy, there's a MAN in here!"

Yep, my life is a series of mortifications. What I wouldn't give for a trapdoor to fall in sometimes!!!


Mary Ellen said...

She is hilarious!

Misty said...

I am just laughing because I know how you feel!! :-)

Matt and Silvia Decker said...

That's absolutely hilarious!! Kathryn is quite the character :)

carla said...

You probably don't know me but I have known Nathan practically all his life. Anyway from time to time I read your blog. When my oldest daughter was litte she told a lady in Walmart that she was going to hell because she was wearing pants. I was absolutely mortified. Reading about your little one brings back a lot of memories some of which I would like to forget.