Out of the Mouths of Babes

[Karl/Pa.]

These have to be original and genuine - no adult is this creative!!

JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.

After a while he asked: "Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and

one for cold milk?"



MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was

so old she didn't remember any more.

Melanie said, "If you don't remember you must look in the back of your

panties. Mine say five to six."



STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight. "I love you so much,

that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."



BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in

vain to take the lid off the bottle.

Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and

she'd have to open it for her.

Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?



SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Please

don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth cough."



D I (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I

cost?"



MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and

kissing in a restaurant.

Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: "Why is he

whispering in her mouth?"



CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked

what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with

this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"



JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man

named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his

wife looked back and was turned to salt."

Concerned, James asked: "What happened to the flea?"



TAMMY! (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather

wrinkled woman her Mom knew.

Tammy looked at her for awhile and then asked, "Why doesn't your skin

fit your face?"

The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget.... this particular Sunday

sermon..

"Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a

rapturous look on his upturned face.

"Without you, we are but dust."

He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter

(who was listening!) Leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her

shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"