NIPPLES, NIPPLES EVERYWHERE, BUT NOT A NAPPLE IN SIGHT
“You have nipples, not napples”, our three-year-old granddaughter loudly proclaimed while we were standing in line at the grocery teller.
Just another day in Grandy-land and anyone who hangs around young children will enjoy the same entertainment as kids say the funniest things.
This little Goddess had just learned that those little things were indeed nipples, and not napples as she had thought, so she wanted to share this information with the world.
Did you know there are eight different kinds of nipples, not napples? I read about this recently and was truly fascinated. In fact, if you pop on over to Laugh Lines you can get a whole bunch of interesting information about nipples, not napples, and the mammary glands they’re attached to.
This isn’t actually a post about nipples, or napples, but about the funny, crazy things that kids come out with.
It is so much fun when they start having proper conversations and put their own unique take on words.
This same little Goddess told her Dad she got her ‘attitude from the shop’ when he asked her if she’d been good – she had been a bit challenging that day.
When she says to her Mum; “chill out Mum’ or “you need to concentrate” one wonders if she’s 30 instead if 3.
Four-year-old Goddess is all about the ‘other morrow’ at the moment. When we don’t understand what she means she impatiently exclaims; “you know, the back morrow”. Our adult brains finally catch up and realise this is how she is saying yesterday.
Her words have been making us laugh for a couple of years now.
When she was two she managed to get hold of her mother’s phone and order a pizza using the app on the phone.
What was truly impressive about this was that she was sitting in the hall by the front door and her mother asked her what she was doing. She said, “waiting for my pizza to arrive”.
It was not until that pizza did, in fact, arrive that it became clear she knew exactly what she’d done – mini genius!
A few months ago this same Goddess, now four – was doing some weird stretches on the lounge. Her mother asked her what she was doing. She said, “It’s yoga Mum, you wouldn’t understand”.
A few days ago she asked her Dad what was in a sauce bottle. He told her it was barbeque sauce. She said, “how do they get the barbecues in there”.
When she puts her words to music it’s even better. She wrote a love song for her parents after one of her uncles gave her a uke for her birthday.
Gotta love her parents for laughing about it, especially when she shared it with her daycare teachers and friends.
Her father was quite the songwriter when he was a tiny tot too. When he was about two I walked into his room to see him sitting on the floor singing, to a soulful little tune; “when is my life going to change”.
I had to wonder why, at age two and surrounded by love, he would need a life change.
I know it’s supposed to break your heart the first time you hear your child proclaim they hate you when you won’t give in. But when they go “bang, bang, big bang, I hate you” it’s pretty hard not to fall on the floor in a heap of laughter. And this from a boy who wasn’t even allowed to play with toy guns. Come to think about it, that’s probably why he hated me.
His older brothers added to the hilarity on many occasions.
Our middle son and his brothers had been learning all about theology from their grandmother and one day he proclaimed; “Gra (my Mum), Ashley hit me in the third eye”.
Not to be outdone, the oldest son told a friend; “Don’t love me so much. I’m not a cicada”. At that time those funny and extremely noisy insects were the greatest finds.
When his younger brother was just learning to speak, Ashley said he spoke “scribble talk”. Always the leader and organiser, Ash was quick to translate when we couldn’t get what his brother was saying.
So one day when I was really struggling to understand a sentence, Ash piped in with; ”Don’t you know how to say gaylo yet”? He was actually referring to Lego.
We’re waiting eagerly to hear the funny things our two-year-old Goddess has to say for herself. She was on speaking strike – probably wondering how she’d get a word in with such a talkative sister – and up until recently would only quack really loudly. She has now discovered the joys of talking and singing so more fun to come.
The most precious words to hear from your kids or grandkids is; ”I love you”. It’s even better when it’s; “Nan, I love you more than a teacup” – as one of my friends was told by her granddaughter.
Have you kept a record of all the cute and funny things your little ones say? Share some in the comments below.
Happy smiles, and have a gleeful week, Tamuria.