Ice

My 6 yr old made a giant ice cube, using a metal measuring cup, and was trying to chip away at the block of ice with a spoon, so he could eat it. Why he likes to do that I'll never know, but I've given up asking.

The process was getting kind of messy...

Me: Careful, you're splashing ice all over the table.

6 yr old: That's how I roll.

Ouch! Killer Braniac

3 kids. 1 scooter. 1 umbrella. Walking home from school in rain and hail, the kids decided to make a game of hurrying up, by giving themselves the racer names "Brainiac" and "Killer" and "OUCH!", then setting up different styles of racing, and trying not to bowl over any other pedestrians that happened to be out in the same crappy weather.

It's about a 1/2 mile walk from the school to our house. By the time we got home everyone was laughing, drenched, chilly, and exhausted, so they collapsed in the living room to dry off and warm up.

Butter

My 6 yr old was eating some bread and butter with jam on it...

6 yr old: Mommy, what's this stuff on the bread?

me: jam

him: no, the stuff between that and the bread

me: butter?

him: yeah, what's it called?

me: butter

him: Oh! Thanks!

Moving over...

I'm moving my funny kid stories over from a general blog that I've never been good at keeping up with. I'll post from oldest to newest, and then start posting all brand new things over here.

Killer Klowns

My kids and I watched Killer Klowns from Outer Space today, during
which my 6 yr old turned to me and said, "This WOULD be scary, but
everyone knows that clowns don't exist."