Kid-ism? What is a Kid-ism? I look at it as the infinite wisdoms that kids impart upon us everyday that cause a giggle, a chuckle and an out and out laugh. You have experienced them, repeated them and remembered them when you needed a little pick me up. In the immortal words of the late great Art Linkletter,"Kids say the darndest things!"







Moms or mom moms; Dads or pop pops are loaded down with them: potty stories, telephone conversations, Sponge Bob quips...whatever they are we keep them close to our heart. They warm us and make us smile. That is what this blog is all about. I wanted to share some of my stories with you; share a piece of my sunshine and love with you. And I hope you, too, will feel free to share yours with me.







Let's get started sharing!!!



Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Hello

I created this blog for all the Mommies, Daddies, Mom mom's, Aunts...whatever you are you have been visited upon by a Kid-ism.  In the words of the late great Art Linkletter,"Kids Say the Darndest Things."  As a teacher, camp counselor, Mom and Mom Mom I have heard some of the funniest most precious bits of wisdom you can imagine and I want to share them with you. 

I now am the proud Mom Mom of a 3-year-old bundle of giggles.  His name is Will.  I call him Little Man or Willy.  He is the source of so much joy and pure unconditional love.  He is also the source of some of the funniest stories.  All of 3 but surely turning 30 tomorrow.  Will is in training...potty training that is.  Just recently we go "Big Boy Pants".


This being the latest attempt to keep him in underwear and out of diapers.  He is a stubborn little boy, much like his step-dad, my son-Chris.   As a matter of fact, I can remember another stubborn little boy who would sit on that potty for hours and never poop...until you pulled up those pants and l walked away.  LOL.  Which brings me to my first story of the blog.  It is my favorite story I share about my son when he was a little boy. 

When Chris was potty training, he was a pistol.  One day when I was doing dishes, it got real quiet.  Now as we all know, that is the first sign that something is going on with your kid.  Upon further inspection I found the funniest thing...There were two brown streaks running up the hallway and into the living room.  They ended at my son's Fisher Price vacuum.  Inside the vacuum all around the round decoration there was also this lovely brown substance.  Hmmm, what could it be?  Messy Marvin was at it again-covering up a mistake.  He had had an accident in his pants and they must have fallen onto the floor so he got the vacuum and cleaned them up--all over the house.  LOL.  What can you do?  All you can do is laugh.  

I know you all have a potty story.  I would love for your to share them so we can all enjoy them.
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  1. Aunt SahApril 6, 2011 at 7:03 PM

    I went to the conservatory the other day with my 2yr old friend, Marie, who is potty training. She had a(number 2)accident in her Pull-Up, so we went to the bathroom to clean it up. We got there at the same time as a rather plump lady, who was about to use the handicapped stall, but said we could use it because the changing table is in it. While I was cleaning up Marie, we heard the lady start urinating. Marie whispers, "Sarah, she's peeing!" I replied,"Shh! I know, honey." Then, the lady tooted, and Marie says "She TOOTed!" I quietly reiterated, "Shh! I KNOW, honey!" Then, we heard the sounds of number 2, and Marie shouted, "Yay! She's POOPing!!!" I was trying so hard not to laugh, while simultaneously trying to clean up a wiggly 2year-old. But, when Marie turned to me and said, "Wow! SOMETHING stinks in here!" I almost wet myself laughing.

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