Hilarious and Surprisingly Wise Quotes from the Kids in Our Lives
The Tiny Truth Edit
Typically, he says this when I ask him a lot of questions about school or when we've been learning for a while. It's his little way of telling me he's at his mental capacity and needs a break. And I can definitely appreciate and relate to that!
For a while, my kid didn't like food. Only candy. To get him to eat without a battle, I started putting a sprinkle of "sugar" in everything. Cucumbers, carrots, beets. I told him what already has sugar in it, like PB&J. Soon, he started eating food without complaint again and I could drop the pretend sugar. But, it reminded me of something my mom always says--to find joy in everything you do. Some things in life aren't candy, but they can still have sugar sprinkled in them. #micdrop🎤
My 4yo totally uno reversed me the other night. I got an hour to myself and I laid in bed playing Stardew Valley. He comes in to say goodnight, gives me a hug and kiss while gently taking my Nintendo out of my hands, saying that ^^ When I tell you I was speechless, I mean it 🤣 I sure said "You're right honey" and put it away real quick.
I mean, he already does say no plenty at 4yo. But he has big plans for the future. Boundaries are good right? 😎
My 4yo accidentally made a huge mess (typical lol). He felt bad about it and started crying... which is not typical, but this was a pretty big mess. My brain was still processing. Luckily, my husband reacts way faster than I do, and he calmly said, "It's okay, bud. It was just an accident. We'll clean it together." Our son's wailing turned into sniffles as he collected himself and wiped his tears. We all got to cleaning. A few minutes later, he looked up and announced, "When I grow up, I want to be like dad." (Of course, then he added "so I can drink soda" because he's four and priorities.) After I finished laughing, I realized that instead of feeling shame, my son left that situation wanting to be just like his dad. And that's pretty cool. I guess it helps that he knows being like dad also involves being allowed to have a sugary drink, but that's besides the point.
Another gem from my 4yo. Honestly, the kid has great ideas. And it never hurts to throw them out there, even when it doesn't work. Like this one.
"Sleeping is a waste of time." - Age 5, submitted by @bphoops920 Mary's nephew sagely explained a phenomenon faced by many: a child's STRONG resistance to sleep. If you've tried to put a wild child to bed only to encounter distraction, negotiation, sudden hunger and thirst, and/or full blown meltdowns, you may be entitled to compensation. Or, at the very least, solidarity from other caregivers.
“That scared my butt!” - age 4, with a dramatic butt grab for maximum impact. Over the holidays, my family played Pie Face!—a game where you stick your head in a contraption, spin a number, and hope the whipped cream-loaded hand doesn’t smack you. It was a hit—pun intended. My 4-year-old was... hesitant. He loved watching the chaos but couldn’t keep his face in the “danger zone” for long. After plenty of convincing, the hand finally swung up with whipped cream. He dodged like a pro, grabbed his butt, and yelled, “That scared my butt!”—cackling with delight. Later, when I got pied, he wiped whipped cream off my nose and licked it clean. That’s when he realized just how tasty the danger could be. While he still didn’t trust the game, he had no problem smearing whipped cream all over his face. The takeaway? Sometimes, the things that scare the butt right off you can lead to surprisingly sweet results.
"When I close my eyes, I can't see." – Xavier, age 4. When he said this, I laughed and said, "Of course you can't, silly!" and moved on. But the more I think about it, the more it hits home. It's easy to go through life with our eyes metaphorically closed, missing the beauty, the growth, and the tiny moments that make it all worthwhile. I haven’t posted much because I’ve been working on "opening my eyes"—pouring my time and soul into some exciting projects, watching my kids grow, and attempting to organize my house (key word: attempting). Okay, wait, that sounds like it's been all deep revelations and magic, but to keep it real: just this morning, I wrestled my poop-covered baby right before school drop-off, then dealt with a small laundry room flood. So, I'm still pretty much a hot mess. But right now, my laundry room is dry, and both my baby and I don’t have poop on us, so you could say I'm winning.