Out of the mouth of babes

[Fuzzybuns]

I don't have any to share about myself because I was adopted at 6 and nobody now was around before that but I have two cute ones about my husband.

The entire family (aunts, uncles and grandparents included) was in church and David (my husband) was about 3. He started acting up in the pew during the sermon and his daddy had gotten onto him for the last time! He was told he'd get one more chance before he was carried out. That time came and as my father in law walked down the aisle carrying him, David, at the top of his 3 year old lungs, started yelling "Save me Bill, Save me Bill" and reaching over my fil shoulder to an uncle.

Wait, I have another about him...

There was a party at my in laws house and several people were already there. My mil was giving David, 4 years old at the time, a small snack of cookies and milk before he was sent back to play in his room. His MawMaw (grandmother) was sitting at the table with him and said he needed a napkin so he went and got one. He turned around just in time to see her take the last bite of one of his cookies. He started crying and people came running. As everyone stood in the doorway to the kitchen, my mil tried to pry out him what happened...all his little snivelling self could say was "MawMaw, you're a dumb---, you took my cookie!"

[Ginger's Mom]

Ah, an oft-told tale when we were younger. My sister was about 3 years old and my Mom was walking us to church. There was a very lovely older couple whose house we often stopped at, but this morning we were late. My sister was insistant that she wanted to see the Mr. and Mrs. Goode. And my mother told her no, that we were late for church and she could not go up the steps to their house and visit with them. Twice she told my sister not to go up the steps, but Sharon went up any way. On about the second or third step Sharon tripped and fell. Sharon looked up with big saucer-like eyes and said, "God pushed."