Showing posts with label funnies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funnies. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Is there such a thing as TOO MUCH tutu?
Why yes I believe there is! And in a size 6-9 months too! Who would put this on their child? If the skirt was alone, MAYBE on a 2yr. old. But this is a ONE PIECE suit you're seeing here. I pity the 6mo. old who has to wear this outfit. 

This is what happens when you shop with my husband...

You might remember this pic from an earlier post... Fishing Sofie
 Well... we now bring you... Goalie Sofie
 And... Biker Sofie
 And... the Bobble Heads




Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Sam: "What are you eating mommy? Jelly?"

Me: "Chili Sammy. Not jelly. Chili."

Sam: "Oh yeah.... chili."

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Sam: "Mommy, when will Madeleine lay an egg, for baby kittens?"

Friday, April 20, 2012

Le Club Vert

Sam came home a couple of weeks ago with a new t-shirt he got from school. It's from "le club vert" he told us... a club he joined at school. "Why?" we asked.... "To take care of the planet".  How cute is that?



So the other day we were driving home from Ottawa and we had to pull off the highway so I could nurse away Sofie's screams. We stopped in one of those car pool parking lots. "Can we get out and look at the garbage?" Sam asks... "um... ok". So off he & Juliet went to investigate all the trash people had left behind. Across the parking lot there was a no littering sign that had fallen over. Together, Sam & Juliet worked to stand it back up... and they totally succeeded.



Back in the car, their discussion about all the garbage was so funny I had to start filming. This is what came out of that...





Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Abominable Easter Bunny

Sam brought this home today. Something about this screams KKK. Am I wrong?? The cross doesn't help the situation. I'm not sure I would like this bunny to deliver chocolate to my kids. It's like the abominable Easter Bunny. With a giant carrot.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

The 'Bad Guy' in Brockville...

Juliet came home today with a drawing she did...


This is the bad guy in Brockville. He has long hair, a yellow moustache and a dress. Slap a swastika on his forehead and you'd swear it's Charles Manson. In pink is Juliet & me. The bad guy is trying to get into our house but he can't because it is locked. Thank god! Why, I ask, is my almost 5 yr old daughter drawing these pictures?? Should I be concerned? She is not concerned when she is telling me about it. In fact, she seems to think it is funny. I'm not sure if this is the same bad guy who lives in a brown house near the tree with the shade, who has a trap to catch little kids. Not big kids... little ones. What is that? !! Do your kids talk about bad guys? Because it's every other topic or subject of play with Juliet. What happened to ponies & princesses??

Monday, March 19, 2012

Poor Sam...


It's roll up the rim time at Tim's and this year Sam is very interested in winning something. It's not often that your 6 yr old encourages you to buy coffee. Yesterday he was looking at the cup and telling us everything we could win... camping stuff, a camera, a 3D TV, money... & toilets. We laughed so hard I had to take a picture to see if you could figure it out. Lol.

Later on in the evening he was sitting on the couch singing...

"Santa break your tights c'mon"

"Sam" I say... It's "Celebrate good times c'mon".

"Oh" he says. Poor child.

Monday, January 30, 2012

kids say the darndest things...

I love to eaves drop on my kids conversations. Lately, they have been priceless.

SAM: Ok Madam...
JULIET: Madam?
SAM: Yes, I said madam because you're beautiful.

and just now...


SAM: Juliet, that's not what you're supposed to wear to ballet
JULIET: well mommy said I can wear whatever I want
SAM: Ya but I don't feel like you look beautiful in that 
JULIET: Well... I am.

Where do they come up with this stuff??


Thursday, December 1, 2011

Random..

Hello December!

So were your kids as excited as mine to open the very first door of their very first advent calendar? Geez. I gave it to them on Monday and everyday this week they have been "reminding" me that they can only open it on Jeudi. But their idea of a reminder is more like a question just to make sure that they can't open it earlier. They eagerly searched for the first door so that they'd be ready for this morning.

They are so funny. They never cease to amaze me. Listening to their conversations... answering their questions. Juliet comes up with the craziest, but intelligent ideas...

"Mommy... what would happen if there was no more air?"
"Mommy... what would happen if there were no more trees?"
"Mommy... do people come from outer space?"
"Can children be astronauts or just grown ups?"
During an episode of House Hunters when 2 gay men were looking for a house.. "Mommy, are those men neighbours?" ... which led to my explanation of how sometimes boys love boys & girls love girls.
"Mommy... how does the baby eat in your tummy?"
In the very busy public bathroom at the Y... "Mommy... why do your underwear go up your butt?"

That's the last time I go to the bathroom at the same time as my kids... who knows what other questions they'll come up with.

Happy December!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

what is this cow saying to you??

This is a photo that was taken this summer at a fair by Roxanne Ross. Have you ever seen a cow with such expression?? Rox and I have our own ideas of what this cow is thinking but I'd like to know what the cow is saying to you. Post your ideas in the comments section for a good laugh....

Friday, September 9, 2011

Pigs on Wheels

Driving along the highway today we passed 2 transporters full of pigs. Looked a little something like this ---------------->

"Sam, Juliet look, there's pigs in that truck"

SAM: "They're on their way to the farm!"

I almost didn't have the heart... but reality's reality.

"No... I think they're on the way to get turned into bacon"

SAM: "Who kills them?"

"People"

SAM: "How?"

"I don't know... with a knife"

JULIET: "That's because they were bad pigs."


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Subway Poo

WARNING: This post may be offensive to some readers. It is about poo.

So when does pooing stop being a totally normal and everyday thing and start becoming something you don't talk about or try not to do in public?

Childhood innocence rocks. Yesterday we were at Subway for a quick supper before swimming lessons when Sam was hit with the urge. It's always an emergency. So I sent him into the ladies bathroom and locked the door so he could do his business. Some people can't poo in public bathrooms. Some people won't. Six year olds don't care because there is no stigma attached to pooing at that age. They will poo anywhere, anytime, and don't care who knows or hears them farting into the toilet bowl. Although we all know it's a normal part of life, for them it really is just a normal part of life. Like having a drink when you're thirsty.

Five or so minutes later Sam emerges from the bathroom informing me that the toilet didn't flush and it was broken. Now at this point anyone other than a small child would walk quickly out of the restaurant with their head down hoping that no one saw them coming out of the bathroom. Am I right? Sam, on the other hand, told and showed a Subway employee walking towards the bathrooms that the toilet was broken. So basically he invited the poor guy into the ladies bathroom to look at the toilet full of his poo, tell him it didn't flush and that it was broken. Now... correct me if I'm wrong, but no teenager or adult would invite an restaurant employee into the bathroom to point out the broken toilet full of the poo they just passed. It would be discreetly ignored and someone, an employee or someone NOT responsible for the poo, would eventually notice the problem and fix it or have it fixed. Right?

I thought about laughing and saying 'sorry man' to the employee... but then I though nah... forget it. We sat & finished our supper while another employee emerged from the back with an "out of order" sign for the bathroom door. HA! That's why childhood innocence rocks.