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Bob Maar
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Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT


My parents are both busy professional people and have trouble
finding time for chores and home maintenance. On weekends they
each make a list of things to be done. Father's list is never
completely crossed off, but Mother's always is. Puzzled, I asked
her how she managed that.

"Simple," she answered with a satisfied grin. "I do the chore
first,and then I put it on the list and cross it off!" [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Eek!]

Son:
"Dad, did you go to Church when you were a little boy?"

Dad: "Yes son, every single Sunday."

Son: "Thought so. Bet it won't do me any good either." [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Lulu

My 6 year-old son came home all excited and said "I got on the
baseball team!" I asked him what position he will be playing.

He replies "I get to be the catcher, that means that I get to stand right in front of the vampire". [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Becky

A young man confided to his mother that he had proposed to his girlfriend and they were going to get married.

"Whatsa dis?" screamed Mother. "Who's a-gonna love you like
a Momma? Who's a gonna starch-a you socks? Who's a gonna make-a you lasagna?"

"Please, Mom, calm down," pleaded the son. "Why are you talking like that? We aren't even Italian!" [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

A boy was taking care of his baby sister while his parents went to town shopping.He decided to go fishing and he had to take her
along.

"I'll never do that again!" he told his mother that evening. "I
didn't catch a thing!"

"Oh, next time I'm sure she'll be quiet and not scare the fish
away," his mother said.

The boy said, "It wasn't that. She ate all the bait." [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Beth in Alanta

From the mouth's of children.

My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, "Grandma, do you
know how you and God are alike?"

I mentally polished my halo while I asked, "No, how are we alike?"

"You're both old," he replied. [Big Grin]

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Dear Dad,
$chool i$ really $well. I am making lot$ of friend$ and Studing real hard. I have $o much $tuff, I can't think of anything I need. $o if you like, $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.

Love,

Your $on

Dear Son,

I kNOw, astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep an hoNOrs student busy. Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge,is a NOble task, and you can't study eNOugh.

Love, Dad [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] George in Reno

Timmy was a little five year old boy whose Mom loved him very much. Being a worrier, she was concerned about his walking to school when he started Kindergarten. She walked with him the first few days, but he came home one day telling her he did not want her walking him to school every day. He wanted to be like "big boys." He protested so loudly that she had to find another way to handle it.

She asked her neighbor Shirley if she would surreptitiously follow her son to school at a distance, but close enough to keep a watch on him. Nancy said that, since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise so she agreed.

The next school day, Shirley and her little girl set out behind Timmy as he walked to school with his friend Ronnie. This went on for a whole week. Timmy's friend noticed that this same lady was following them every day. Finally Ronnie asked Timmy, "Have you noticed that lady following us all week? Do you know her?"

Timmy nonchalantly replied, "Yea, I know who she is."

Ronnie asked, "Well, who is she?"

"That's just Shirley Goodnest an' her little girl Marcy," Timmy said.

Ronnie inquired further, "Well, why does she follow us every day like that?"

"Well," Timmy explained, "every night Momma makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers cuz she worries about me so much. And in it, the prayer says, 'Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life.' So, I guess I'll just have to get used to it." [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile]

A family went out to dinner to celebrate the father's fortieth birthday.The father said that he didn't feel forty and that he thought it was true about how you're only as old as you feel.

Hisfifteen-year-old son said, "I feel likeI'm twenty-one.Can I get a beer?" [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] Hank in Simi Valley

Hi Mom. Can I leave the kids with you tonight?

You're going out?

Yes.

With whom?

With a friend.

I don't know why you left your husband. He is such a good man.

I didn't leave him. He left me!

You let him leave you,and now you go out with anybody and nobody.

I do not go out with anybody. Can I bring over the kids?

I never left you to go out with anybody except your father.

There are lots of things that you did and I don't.

What are you hinting at?

Nothing.I just want to know if I can bring the kids over tonight.

You're going to stay the night with him?What will your husband say if he finds out?

My EX husband.I don't think he would be bothered.From the day he left me,he probably never slept alone!

So you're going to sleep over at this loser's place?

He's not a loser.

A man who goes out with a divorced woman with children is a loser and a parasite.

I don't want to argue. Should I bring over the kids or not?

Poor children with such a mother.

Such as what?

With no stability. No wonder your husband left you.

ENOUGH !!

Don't scream at me.You probably scream at this loser too!

Now you're worried about the loser?

Ah,so you see he's a loser.I spotted him immediately.

Goodbye, mother.

Wait! Don't hang up! When are you bringing them over?

I'm not bringing them over! ]I'm not going out!

If you never go out,how do you expect to meet anyone? [Confused]

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Rated G [Smile] Michele

I was out walking with my then 4 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I
asked her not to do that.

"Why?"

"Because it's been laying outside and is dirty and probably has
germs."

At this point, she looked at me with total admiration and
asked, "Wow! How do you know all this stuff?"

"Uh," I was thinking quickly, everyone knows this stuff,"Um, it's on the mommy test.You have to know it,or they don't let you be a mommy."

"Oh."

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes,but she was
evidently pondering this new information.

I get it!" she beamed. "Then if you flunk, you have to be the
daddy." [Big Grin]

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A young boy asked his mother, "Ma, is it true that people can be taken apart like machines?"

"Of course not, where did you hear such nonsense?" replied his mother.

The young boy answered, "The other day, Daddy was talking to someone on the phone, and he said that he screwed the ass off his secretary." [Big Grin]

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For those who already have children past this age, this is hilarious. For those who have children this age, this is not funny. For those who have children nearing this age, this is a warning. For those who have not yet had children, this is birth control. The following came from an anonymous mother in Austin, Texas.

THINGS I'VE LEARNED FROM MY CHILDREN...(HONEST AND NO KIDDING):


1. A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 square foot house 4 inches deep.

2. If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.

3. A 3 year olds voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.

4. If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound boy wearing Batman underwear and a superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20 by 20 foot room.

5. You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using the ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.

6. The glass in windows (even double pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.

7. When you hear the toilet flush and the words "Uh-oh," it's already too late.

8. Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.

9. A six year old can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36 year old man says they can only do it in the movies. A magnifying glass can start a fire even on an overcast day.

10. Certain LEGOs will pass through the digestive tract of a four year old.

11. Play Dough and Microwave should never be used in the same sentence.

12. Super glue is forever.

13. No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.

14. Pool filters do not like Jell-O.

15. VCR's do not eject PB&J sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.

16. Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.

17. Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.

18. You probably do not want to know what that odor is.

19. Always look in the oven before you turn it on. Plastic toys do not like ovens.

20. The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5 minute response time.

21. The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earth worms dizzy.

22. It will however make cats dizzy.

23. Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy. [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

When my brother-in-law was on leave from national service,he
brought home a heavily tattooed friend.We all sat down to Sunday lunch,and my four-year-old nephew couldn't take his eyes off the man's colorful arms.

Curiosity finally got the better off him.Politely,he asked the
visitor,"Didn't your mother give you paper to write on?" [Big Grin]

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My wife and I took our three sons to the beach this year.

I took my middle son out in the water with me as my wife played in the sand with the other two.

I picked him up as we entered waters that approached my kneecaps. I held him close to my chest because the water chilled our bones too much for either of us to hold our own body heat.

As I held him, my eyes gently rested on the endless expanse of
waves that rolled along the surface ever so rhythmically.

My eyes then drifted higher to the invisible line that separates
the ocean from the sky with exactness.I then beheld the beauty
of the sky and everything that it contained.It seemed like time
had stopped and the only two people on earth were my son John and I. At that moment,I had the realization that this would be a
great time for a lesson in life.

This was John's first time in the ocean and I knew that there were certain things that even school couldn't teach him. John was only two years old, I knew his mind would be highly impressionable at this age considering his logic faculties had not been fully developed yet.

Father started with the first lesson on the beach of life.

I said John, "Do you see all of this water, who do you think
created the ocean?"

Before I taught him I just wanted to see what kind of childish,
cartoon minded answer he would give me. He looked out over all of the countless waves (even though countless in his little mind was anything over ten) and surveyed the landscape.

Little did I know that my two year old was about to give me an
untaught answer, that half of the professors at Harvard would have disagreed with. He answered not even in his normal answering tone, where the answer comes out with such a degree of doubt that it sounds like a question. With all the force of his little lungs he shouted out three little but powerful words with such confidence that it reverberated down the beach.

"God did it."

Even though I was the teacher and had years of training through an engineering degree at one of the nation's top schools, there was no more that I could add to this preschooler's answer.

So I went on to the next question.

"John do you see that blue space above the water that we called
the sky, who do you think created that."

As he looked up and again considered the vastness of the space, he again shouted out:

"God did it."

Again, there was nothing I could add to his answer. I brought my son out here and was experiencing a moment of inspiration. I was the daddy and he was the son; I was determined to teach him
something. So I went on to my third question.

"Okay John, those are very big things and yes God did create them, but do you see that small little bird flying right above our heads, who do you think created it."

Almost before I could muster a smile from the satisfaction of
finally being able to teach my son something, out shot the answer:

"God did it."
I figured for my last question I'd better get a little tricky with him.I guessed that since he knew I was his father and he knew that I had something to do with him getting in this world, not to mention I was holding him up from the angerous water since he couldn't swim. With a scholar's pride, I asked my final question.

"John who created you?"

"God did it."

I asked no more questions that day. That day I was the student,
the learner. I learned that some answers are already within us.

~James Bronner~

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