Foul mouth of babes

A miscellany of conversational snippets overheard in the Gorbould household this past week. Thing One is 6, Thing Two is 4.

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Thing One: Dad, we need new markers.
Dad: We do?
Thing One: Yeah. These are out of marker juice.

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Thing One: Hands up, who wishes they were Godzilla?
Dad: Me!
Thing Two, to Thing One: What about you?
Thing One: Nope.
Thing Two: Guess we’ll have to squash you, then.

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Thing One, out of the blue: Ahhhhhhh!
Dad: What?
Thing One: I’m scared.
Dad: Of what?
Thing One: Spring.

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Thing One: Dad, I need you to come to school tomorrow.
Dad: Why’s that?
Thing One: I need you on my squirrel catching team.

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Dad: If you have children, what do you think you’ll name them?
Thing One: Cappuccino, and Streetcar.
Dad, to Thing Two: What will you call your kids?
Thing Two: Poo Poo, Pee Pee, and Bum-Bum Smell.

Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-22-2008 | 10:04 PM
Posted in: Kids