Finding Nemo Delicious
(My two year old is watching ‘Finding Nemo’, and I’ve just given him a snack of Goldfish crackers.)
Son: “Mommy, is this Nemo?”
Me: “Yes, baby. It’s Nemo.”
Son: “Mmm! Nemo tastes good!”
(My two year old is watching ‘Finding Nemo’, and I’ve just given him a snack of Goldfish crackers.)
Son: “Mommy, is this Nemo?”
Me: “Yes, baby. It’s Nemo.”
Son: “Mmm! Nemo tastes good!”
(My sister, age two and a half, is sitting at the table in her booster chair looking at her baked potato. Suddenly, she begins to scream.)
Sister: “F***!”
(We all turn to look at her, aghast.)
Sister: “F***! F***!”
Mother: “Sweetie, what…why are you shouting?”
Sister: *shouting* “I want f***!”
(She points angrily at her potato.)
Mother: *to my father* “She heard that from you, you realize!”
Father: *to my mother* “As if you never swear!”
(My parents proceed to fight. My sister is still screaming and pointing at her food. I slowly walk over to the silverware drawer, remove one item, and hold it up where my sister can see it. She squeals in delight and bounces in her chair.)
Sister: “Yay!”
Me: “Yes, sweetheart. Here comes your fork.”
Our parents: *in unison* “Oh!”
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(My maiden great aunt works for the dean at the cathedral. I am four, my parents and grandparents take me there for a visit. My aunt is showing us around the nave, where I make some youthful observations.)
Me: *looking up at the effigy of the crucifixion* “Why didn’t they use sellotape to hold him up? It would have hurt less!”
(We are over at my parents’ apartment with our 4-year old daughter. My mother wants to let us know she has cookies without my daughter understanding.)
Mom: “By the way, I have some M-A-R-G-H-E-R-I-T-E cookies in the cabinet if you want.”
Daughter: “I WANT COOKIES!”
Mom: “What? How did…oh. Oops.”
(A father and his young daughter are gift shopping the day before Mother’s Day. They are bickering back and forth the entire time, and I assume it is playful… until it gets to the register.)
Me: “And your total is $[total]. Do you need a bag today?”
Dad: “No, we don’t.”
Girl: “Actually, we do.”
(Clearly angry about being contradicted, he straightens to his full height of just over six feet and glares at his daughter, who immediately cows.)
Dad: “Excuse me? How old am I?”
Girl: ‘F… f… forty-one.”
Dad: “And how old are you?”
Girl: “Eh… eh… eight.”
Dad: “And who’s in charge?”
Girl: “Muh… Mommy.”
(Dad’s anger lasted less than a half-second after that. He slumped and wordlessly handed me his credit card with a look of defeat and resignation.)
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