What our kids say and do.

[Can Do (Phil 4:13)]

My 4 year old was playing with another child the other day at Mc Donalds. My son asked the other boy, if he had "Sweat on his frown" Then the other day, the same 4 year old passed wind and proudly told us all (seated at the dinner table) that "Mum, I nearly blew my pants off." Oh Moose, I nearly passed OUT laughing

Being the mother of young children can be trying on the patience, but also hilariously FUNNY!! Would you share stories of your children with me?

Love

Faithie

[Guest LadyC]

it's been many, many years ago since my kids were young. but i remember one beautiful sunny day, i got the kids ready and we all went down to the pool. we'd barely gotten there when a thunderstorm blew up out of nowhere, as thunderstorms often do in texas. dismayed as i was, i said "oh WHY does it have to rain TODAY????" and my oldest replied "because mom, the trees are thirsty!"

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I'm going to enjoy reading this thread, but unfortunately my two funniest may offend some people.

My friends son once asked his mom about "Godbirds". He meant angels. Awwwwww!

[Guest yod]

Once my son came home from 1st grade and told me they were studying native American cultures and religion. That "religion" part upset me as he started explaining the totem pole and prayers for the dead and summoning spirits, etc...

As he's telling me this, I'm thinking about maybe going down to the school to have a talk with his teacher. Then he tells me that they had to take on an Indian NAME and play a part in the ceremonies and I'm getting really ticked...

Then he tells me what name he came up with...

His chosen name was "He who teaches people about Jesus"

That was many years ago...tonight I'm visiting him at his military base in Virginia.

[Guest LadyC]

wow yod! that's an awesome story!

[Guest yod]

thanks LadyC

I'm very proud of all my kids but that one has an anointing on his life that is so strong.

Later in the same year (1st grade) when Christmas came around the school wouldn't teach kids the reason for the season...but they did study Kwanza and Hanukkah and how other cultures celebrate in the month of December.

Since we are messianic, my little Alex was the only person in the room who actually knew anything about Hanukkah so the teacher asked him to do a report for the class.

She was so stunned and amazed as he preached Yeshua to the class through the Hanukkah story that she called me to ask more about it....

[refugepsa91]

Your son, Yod, sounds amazing!!

My little girl and my son were in the back seat of our car as we were driving, then my son was 8 and my daughter was 4...well she was singing a song she learned in church..."Praise thee Lord".....well she was really blaring it out loud....and all of sudden my son yelled "God's not lazy"....she was singing instead "Lazy Lord" And she was sure she had it right. So funny....my son was sure that God would be offended...but I explained to him that I'm sure God laughed out loud, when He heard her version.

Love and Blessings,

Angel

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Once my son came home from 1st grade and told me they were studying native American cultures and religion. That "religion" part upset me as he started explaining the totem pole and prayers for the dead and summoning spirits, etc...

As he's telling me this, I'm thinking about maybe going down to the school to have a talk with his teacher. Then he tells me that they had to take on an Indian NAME and play a part in the ceremonies and I'm getting really ticked...

Then he tells me what name he came up with...

His chosen name was "He who teaches people about Jesus"

[Guest yod]

Love it, Yod! What branch is he in? I have a child in the service also.

he is a drummer in the Army. He's taking music school in Norfolk and then shipping out to S Korea in June.

and asking him - "Do you know about Jesus"?? It's really hard to punish a child for wandering off and talking to strangers when he does that. 

yes it is....that story reminded me of Yeshua in the Temple when He was 12

[Leonard]

My daughter could not speak quietly when she was 2, and was VERY verbal. I remember the first time she actually noticed black folks. I know she had seen Negroes before, but somehow it never registered until one Sunday after church, when we were out for lunch at a restaurant. A beautiful young black family, obviously fresh from church, and in their Sunday best, just as we were, was sitting all the way across the restaurant from us. I mean, these people were a picture of real Americana; like a Normal Rockwell painting!

May daughter--God bless children--begins pointing and SCREAMING: "LOOK HOW DIRTY THAT MAN IS!!!"

I whisper (maybe she can take a hint--ha, fat chance!): "No dear, he's not dirty, that's just what color he is....

"NO HE'S ALL DIRTY! LOOK! HE'S COVERED WITH GREASE!!!"

Everyone is staring, and she WON'T SHUT UP.

In the midst of her tyrade, the family was finishing their lunch, and smiling pleasantly decided to stop by our table and enjoy my horror! He finally persuaded Clairessa to brush his arm, and she was endlessly fascinated that the color did not come off.

I ended up co-pastoring with this young Minister at his predominently black church for about a year, and it was a great experience. But oh, that beginning was most inauspicious!