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Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2002, 10:44 AM:
 
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Lynn was nursing her baby in a public bathroom when a little girl and the girl's grandmother entered the room.

"What's she doing, grandma?"

"Feeding her baby."

"How?"

"She's feeding her at her breast."

"Grandma, I saw Mommy feeding Daddy like that once. "


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2002, 07:09 PM:
 
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Daddy, what's telepathy?

It's when two people are thinking the same thought at the same time.

Like you and mommy?

No, son, when mommy and I are thinking the same thought,that's called coincidence.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2002, 07:11 PM:
 
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One night a father was helping his son with his homework.

The father asked, "What is the Gross National Product?".

The little boy pondered for a minute and replied,

"Brocoli?"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2002, 08:08 AM:
 
Rated G From our Female Lurker

My husband is an Army helicopter pilot, and we never seem to live in one place for very long.

Typically, during a move, we stay in a hotel until we can find a permanent place to have our things delivered.

Our children enjoy this greatly, although sometimes itcan be a bit confusing for them. One day, as we were driving down an interstate and passed a Holiday Inn, our three-year-old squeaked in excitement from the backseat.

"Look!" he exclaimed. "There's our old house!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2002, 04:55 PM:
 
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Teenagers and cats For all of you with teenagers or who have had teenagers, you may want to know why they really have a lot in common with cats:

1. Neither teenagers nor cats turn their heads when you call them by name.

2. No matter what you do for them, it is not enough. Indeed, all humane efforts are barely adequate to compensate for the privilege of waiting on them hand and foot.

3. You rarely see a cat walking outside of the house with an adult human being, and it can be safely said that no teenager in his or her right mind wants to be seen in public with his or her parents.

4. Even if you tell jokes as well as Jay Leno, neither your cat nor your teen will ever crack a smile.5. No cat or teenager shares you taste in music.

6. Cats and teenagers can lie on the living-room sofa for hours on end without moving, barely breathing.

7. Cats have nine lives. Teenagers carry on as if they did.

8. Cats and teenagers yawn in exactly the same manner, communicating that ultimate human ecstasy -- a sense of complete and utter boredom.

9. Cats and teenagers do not improve anyone's furniture.

10. Cats that are free to roam outside sometimes have been known to return in the middle of the night to deposit a dead animal in your bedroom.

Teenagers are not above that sort of behavior.Thus, if you must raise teenagers, the best sources of advice are not other parents, but veterinarians.

It is also a good idea to keep a guidebook on cats at hand at all times. And remember, above all else, put out the food and do not make any sudden moves in their direction.

When they make up their minds, they will finally come to you for some affection and comfort, and it will be a triumphant moment for all concerned.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2002, 01:35 PM:
 
Rayed PG

A little boy and girl are playing in a sandbox.

The little boy has to go to take a pee and he was told by his mother to always by polite and don't talk about private matters in public.

At first he holds it in for a little while because he does not know what to say to the little girl to excuse himself. Then he remembers what his Mom had said at the restaurant to excuse herself from the table.

So he turns to the little girl and says, "Will you excuse me I have to go powder my nose."And saying that, he leaps out of the sandbox and runs to the washroom.

When he comes back the little girl looks up at him and asks, "Did you powder your nose?""Yes," said the little boy stepping back into the sandbox.

"Well then," says the little girl, "You'd better close your purse because your lipstick is hanging out."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2002, 09:49 PM:
 
Reated G

During a dinner party, the hosts' two little children entered the dining room totally nude and walked slowly around the table. The parents were so embarrassed that
they pretended nothing was happening and kept the conversation going.

The guests co-operated and also continued as if nothing was happening. After going all the way around the room, the children left.

As they disappeared out of sight, there was a moment of silence at the table, during which one child was heard to say, "You see, it IS vanishing cream!"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-27-2002, 07:57 AM:
 
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After teaching piano for a few years, I learned how the younger folk can sometimes get words twisted around.

One year, we had scheduled a recital at the First Presbyterian Church in town.

One bright 8 year old girl (who about that time invented a commode for handicapped
people that appeared in Florida's Epcott Center) asked me, "Is the recital at the First Prostitution Church?"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-28-2002, 12:12 PM:
 
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A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room.

When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover.

The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, "What's the matter - haven't you ever seen a little boy before?"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-03-2002, 10:06 AM:
 
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WHO SCRATCHED THE CAR??

Dad---Son, come in here, we need to talk.

Son---What's up, Dad?

Dad---There's a scratch down the side of the car.Did you do it?

Son---I don't believe, if I understand the definition of "scratch the car", that I can say, truthfully, that I scratched the car.

Dad---Well, it wasn't there yesterday, and you drove the car last night, and no one else has driven it since. How can you explain the scratch?

Son---Well, as I've said before, I have no recollection of scratching the car. While it is true that I did take the car out last night, I did not scratch it.

Dad---But your sister Monica, has told me she saw you back the car against the mailbox at the end of the driveway, heard a loud scraping sound, saw you get out to examine the car,and then drive away. So again, I'll ask you, did you scratch the car?

Son---Oh, you mean you think you have evidence to prove I scratched it. Well, you see, I understand you to mean did "I" scratch the car. I stand by my earlier statement, that I did not scratch the car.

Dad---Are you trying to tell me you didn't drive the car into the mailbox?

Son---Well, you see sir, I was trying to drive the car into the street. I mishandled the steering of the car, and it resulted in direct contact with the mailbox, though that was clearly not my intent.

Dad---So you are then saying that you did hit themailbox?

Son---No sir, that's not my statement. I'll refer you back to my original statement that I did not scratch the car.

Dad---But the car did hit the mailbox, and the car did get scratched as a result of this contact?

Son---Well, yes, I suppose you could look at it that way.

Dad---So you lied to me when you said you did not scratch the car?

Son---No. No, that's not correct. Your question was, "Did I scratch the car?" From a strict legal definition, as I understood the meaning of that sentence, I did not scratch the car...the mailbox did...I was merely present when the scratching occurred. So my answer of "NO"when you asked, "Did I scratch the car" was legally correct, although I did not volunteer information.

Dad---Son, you are such a slick talker you're either gonna wind up as a lawyer or President.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-04-2002, 05:00 AM:
 
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A man noticed a woman in the grocery store with a three-year-old girl in her cart.

As they passed the cookie section, the little girl asked for cookies and her mother told her no.

The little girl immediately began to have a conniption, and the mother said quietly, "Now Missy, we just have half of the aisles left to go through - don't be upset. It won't be long."

In the candy aisle, the little girl began to shout for treats. When mom said she couldn't have any, she began to kick her mother and scream.

The mother said softly, "There, there, Missy, don't cry - only two more aisles to go and then we'll be checking out."

When they got to the checkout stand, the little brat immediately began to reach for the gum and freaked out when her mom said she couldn't have any.

The mother patiently said, "Missy, we'll be through this checkout stand in five minutes and then you can go home and have a bottle and a nice snooze."

The man followed them out to the parking lot and stopped the woman to compliment her. "I couldn't help noticing how patient you were with little Missy," he said.

The mother sighed and replied, "Oh, no, my little girl's name is Francine - I'm Missy."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-04-2002, 04:04 PM:
 
Rated R

Mom was cleaning the house when she found her son's hidden stash of S&M and sexual bondage magazines.

Naturally, she was very upset and she didn't know what to do.

So, she waited until her husband got home to discuss it with him. After she showed him the magazines, she asked him,"Well, what are you going to do about it?"

"I don't know what to do." he told her. "I really don't think I should give him a spanking for this!"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-04-2002, 10:06 PM:
 
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Bill Gates' SPEECH TO MT. WHITNEY HIGH SCHOOL in Visalia, California.

Worthwhile reading for anyone. Love him or hate him, he sure hits the nail on the head with this! To anyone with kids of any age, or anyone who has ever been a kid, here's some advice Bill Gates recently dished out at a high school speech about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school.
He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $40,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping -they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time!

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-05-2002, 07:48 AM:
 
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What Does Love Mean?......from the mouths of young children

"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toe nails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."

"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no."

"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more."

"There are two kinds of love Our love and God's love. But God makes both kinds of them."

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."

"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."

"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her."

"Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we wouldn't be caught dead saying."

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."

"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."

"God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross,but.............. He didn't. That's love."

"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings."

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2002, 08:21 AM:
 
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CHILDREN:

1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 telling them to sit down and shut-up.

2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your children.

3. Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like clearing the driveway before it has stopped snowing.

4. There is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it.(Chinese Proverb)

5. Mothers of teens know why animals eat their young.

6. I asked Mom is I was a gifted child...she said they certainly wouldn't have paid for me.

7. Children are natural mimics, who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners.

8. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

9. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.

10. We child proofed our home 3 years ago and they're still getting in!
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-09-2002, 12:02 PM:
 
Rated G

My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, "Grandpa, 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.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-17-2002, 06:52 AM:
 
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A young lad was out with his dad in the park when he spotted a woman about to breastfeed her baby. She unbuttoned her blouse, rolled out a very large breast
and popped the rosy nipple into the child's mouth.

"Dad! What's that woman doing to that baby?" the lad asked.

"Relax, mate. She's just feeding him," the father replied.

"Get outta here!" the boy, exclaimed. "There's no way he'll eat all of that!"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-23-2002, 07:24 AM:
 
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"Sir, your daughter says she loves me, and she can't live without me, and she wants to marry me."

"And you're asking my permission to marry her?"

"No, I'm asking you to make her leave me alone."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-30-2002, 07:29 AM:
 
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The farm had been mortgaged, and gladly, to give daughter a college education.

Now, driving home from the station after meeting her at the train, farmer Johnson was greatly disturbed when his daughter whispered, "I have a confession to make, Paw - I ain't a virgin no more."

The old man shook his head sadly. "After all the sacrifices your Maw and I made to give you a good education, you still say ain't!"
 


Posted by Leo Enticknap (Member # 534) on 04-30-2002, 08:09 AM:
 
Rated PG

What do you call a Mexican child abuser?

Peedy Gonzalez.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-01-2002, 08:35 AM:
 
Rated G California Mom

One day my eight year old son and my neighbors daughter walked up to me as I was hanging up wash on the backyard clothes line.

As they stood there holding hands, my son asks, "Mommy, can Patty and I get married?"

Well as I tried to keep from laughing, I answered him, "Bradley,you and Patty are too little to get married".

Thinking that this was a good answer, I returned to hanging up laundry.

"But Mommy, Patty and I just want a little wedding".
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-01-2002, 08:27 PM:
 
Rated G Anonymous Author

I work in a pharmacy and a lot of customers(men) bring in prescriptions for "viagra" to be filled.

My daughter and I were in the grocery store one day and a man that comes into the pharmacy asked me out loud "when are you going to give me some viagra"?

My daughter , of course heard him and asked me what that was. I did not know what to say to her and just changed the subject.

She then answered to me "I know what it is"......It is medicine to make you poop!!!

I said yes trying to hold back from cracking up!!!

She is 10 years old and to this day, she tells all of our family members what viagra is...!!!!
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-10-2002, 10:15 AM:
 
Rated PG

A Frenchwoman took her little daughter to the Louvre where they saw a statue of a nude male.

"What is that?" asked the child pointing to the penis.

"Nothing, nothing at all, Cherie," replied the mother.

"I want one," said the child.

The mother tried to focus her daughter's attention on a more suitable subject, but
the little girl persisted.

"I want one just like that," she kept repeating.

At last the mother said, "If you are a good girl and stop thinking about it now, when you grow up, you will have one."

"And if I'm bad?" asked the little one.

"Then," sighed the mother, "You will have many."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-15-2002, 12:49 PM:
 
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The Cost of a Child

The government recently calculated the cost of raising achild from birth to 18 and came up with $160,140.00 for a middle-income family.Talk about sticker shock. That doesn't even touch college tuition. For those with kids, that figure leads to wild fantasies about all the things we could have bought, all the places we could have traveled, all the money we could have banked if not for (insert child's name here). For others, that number might confirm the decision to remain childless.

But $160,140.00 isn't so bad if you break it down. It translates into $8,896.66 a year, $741.38 a month or $171.08 a week. That's a mere $24.44 a day. Just over a dollar an hour. Still, you might think the best financial advice says don't have children if you want to be rich.

It's just the opposite. There's no way to put a price tag on: Feeling a new life move for the first time and seeing the bump of a knee rippling across your skin.Having someone cry, "It's a boy!" or shout, "It's a girl!" then hearing the baby wail and knowing all that matters is it's healthy.Counting all 10 fingers and toes for the first time.Feeling the warmth of fat cheeks against your breast.Cupping an entire head in the palm of your hand.Making out da da or ma ma from all the cooing and gurgling.

What do you get for your $160,140.00?Naming rights. First, middle and last. Glimpses of God every day.Giggles under the covers every night.More love than your heart can hold.Butterfly kisses and Velcro hugs.Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds and warm cookies.A hand to hold, usually covered with jam.A partner for blowing bubbles, flying kites, buildingsandcastles and skipping down the sidewalk in the pouring rain.Someone to laugh yourself silly with no matter what the boss said or how your stocks performed that day.

For $160,140.00, you never have to grow up.You get to finger-paint, carve pumpkins, play hide-and-seek, catch lightning bugs and never stop believing in Santa Claus.
You have an excuse to keep reading the adventures of Piglet and Pooh, watching Saturday morning cartoons, going to Disney movies and wishing on stars.

You get to frame rainbows, hearts and flowers underrefrigerator magnets and collect spray-painted noodle wreaths for Christmas, hand prints set in clay for Mother's Day and cards with backward letters for Father's Day.

For $160,140.00, there's no greater bang for your buck.You get to be a hero just for retrieving a Frisbee off the garage roof, taking the training wheels off the bike, removing a sliver, filling the wading pool, coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs and coaching a baseball team that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless.

You get a front-row seat to history to witness the firststep, first word, first date, first time behind the wheel.

You get to be immortal. You get another branch added to your family tree, and if you're lucky, a long list of limbs in your obituary called grandchildren.

You get an education in psychology, nursing, criminaljustice, communications and human sexuality no college can match.

In the eyes of a child, you rank right up there with God.

You have the power to heal a boo-boo, scare away monstersunder the bed, patch a broken heart, police a slumber party, ground them forever and love them without limits, so one day they will like you.

Love without counting the cost.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-16-2002, 04:17 PM:
 
Rated G

"Can people predict the future with cards?"

"My mother can."

"Really?"

"Yes, she takes one look at my report card and tells me what will happen when my father gets home"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-17-2002, 07:52 AM:
 
Rated G

A father was approached by his small son, who told him proudly, "I know what the Bible means!"

His father smiled and replied, "What do you mean, you 'know' what the Bible means?"

The son replied, "I do know!"

"Okay," said his father. "So, son, what does the Bible mean?"

B---Basic
I---Instructions
B---Before
L---Leaving
E---Earth

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-20-2002, 01:17 AM:
 
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Two fathers at this club were discussing their daughters in their respective families. "What do you think?" said one. Should I send my daughter to college or not?"

"Well, I'll tell you my experience. It may help you to decide. It cost me three thousand dollars a semester to sent Penelope tcollege, and it took her four years to capture a husband.

I spent a thousand to send Alice to the beach for three weeks, and she came home married. I recommend the beach." :|


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-22-2002, 07:18 AM:
 
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One afternoon my little kindergardener got home from school and said, "Mommy I got in trouble for something I didn't do."

So I asked," Well, what didn't you do?"

She looked upset. "I didn't do my homework."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2002, 07:49 AM:
 
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My daughter Kara says: (nwod esion taht nruT)

If the religious fanatics are so worried about(trohs oot si triks tahT) Satanic backward masked messages being inserted into pop records, why (moor ruoy ydiT) don't they makeup their own books, pop records, televisionprograms (kcolc'o net erofeb ereh kcab eB)
and Internet jokes and put their own backward(dehsinif krowemoh ruoy teG) masked messages into them.


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2002, 11:26 AM:
 
Rated G Luker Georgia in NYC

A 7-year-old grandson surprised this little grandmother one morning. He had made her coffee. She drank what was the worst cup of coffee in her life.

When she got to the bottom, there were three of those little green army men in the cup. She said, "Honey, what are these army men doing in my coffee?"

Her grandson said, "Grandma, it says on TV 'The best part of waking up is soldiers in your cup!'"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2002, 08:32 AM:
 
Rated G

A father asked his five-year-old son just what he thought he did to earn a weekly allowance.

"Well, for one thing," replied the boy, "I keep your wife occupied all day."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-09-2002, 08:44 PM:
 
Rated G

My next door neighbor and I frequently borrow things from each other. Not long ago, when I requested his ladder, he told me he had lent it to his son.

Recalling a saying my grandmother used to repeat, I recited, "You should never lend anything to your kids because you will never get it back."

With that, he responded, "Well, it's not even my ladder. It's my dad's."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2002, 10:04 AM:
 
Rated G Linda the Lurker in Vermont

One hot summer day my husband and I were cleaning a fan that had been in storage for the winter. We took it apart and thoroughly cleaned it. After we put it back together we were looking for an outlet to plug it in to my husband said " where are we gonna hook this up at?"

After over-hearing this my 4 year old son came out of his bedroom and said "Daddy I have a hooker for you!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2002, 01:29 PM:
 
Rated G

My parents put us to sleep by tossing us up in the air.

Of course, you have to have low ceilings for this method to work.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-13-2002, 12:13 PM:
 
Rated PG

One day, a little girl is sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink.

She suddenly notices that her mother has several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast to her brunette hair.

She looks at her mother and inquisitively asks, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"

Her mother replied, "Well, every time that a little girl does somethingwrong and makes her mommy cry or makes her unhappy, one of her hairs turns white."

The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and said: "You must have really pissed off Grandma."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-14-2002, 07:21 AM:
 
Rated G Contributed by Allison in Kansas

I took my daughter to the doctor for her 2-year-old check.

They had her do coordination tests, like stacking blocks, and they watch and see if they walk properly. And then the doctor said, "Allison, can you stand on one foot for me?"

So she walked over and stood on his foot.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-14-2002, 07:24 AM:
 
Rated G John A Georgia Lurker

My daughter-in-law Alma and grandson Eddy were digging for fishing bait in my garden. Uncovering a many-legged creature, Eddy proudly dangled it before his mother.

"No, honey, he won't do for bait," his mother said. "He's not an earthworm." ..... "He's not?" Eddy asked, his eyes wide. "What planet is he from?"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-14-2002, 01:21 PM:
 
Rated G Julie in Long Island

One day my brother's wife went shopping and left him in charge of their 3 year-old daughter.

As he was watching the football game, his daughter was playing "tea party" and she was bringing him little cups of water to drink.

He would drink the "pretend tea" telling her it was really good. It wasn't until the third quarter of the football game that my brother realized that she was too young to reach the faucet in the bathroom from which she was bringing the water.


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-21-2002, 12:35 PM:
 
Rated PG

A teenage granddaughter comes downstairs for her date with a see through blouse on and no bra. Her grandmother just pitched a fit, telling her not to dare go out like that!

The teenager tells her "Loosen up Grams. These are modern times. You got let your rosebuds show!" and out she goes.

The next day the teenager comes downstairs, and the grandmother is sitting here with no top on. The teenager wants to die. She explains to her grandmother that she has friends coming over and that it is just not appropriate...

The grandmother says, "Loosen up, Sweet. If you can show off your rosebuds, then I can display my hanging baskets."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2002, 03:53 PM:
 
Rated G

A teen-age girl brings her new boyfriend home to meet her parents, who are appalled by his appearance.

He has obscene tattoos and a pierced nose, and is wearing a leather jacket and motorcycle boots.

The parents are nice to the young man, but later take their daughter aside and confess their concern.

"Dear," says the mother diplomatically, "he doesn't seem very nice."

"Mom," the daughter replies confidently, "if he wasn't nice, why would he be doing 500 hours of community service?"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-11-2002, 09:43 AM:
 
Rated G

Quotes From Kids

My young brother asked me what happens after we die. I told him we get buried under a bunch of dirt and worms eat our bodies. I guess I should have told him the truth--that most of us go to Hell and burn eternally--but I didn't want to upset him.
Age 10

When I go to heaven, I want to see my grandpa again. But he better have lost the nose hair and the old-man smell.
Age 11

I once heard the voice of God. It said, "Vrrrrmmmmmm." Unless it was just a lawn mower.
Age 11

Whenever I start getting sad about where I am in my life, I thing
about the last words of my favorite uncle: "A truck!"
Age 15

It sure would be nice if we got a day off for the president's
birthday, like they do for the queen. Of course, then we would have a lot of people voting for a candidate born on July 3 or December 26, just for the long weekends.
Age 8

Home is where the house is.
Age 6

Often, when I am reading a good book, I stop and thank my
teacher. That is, I used to, until she got an unlisted number.
Age 15

It would be terrible if the Red Cross Bloodmobile got into an accident. No, wait. That would be good because if anyone needed it, the blood would be right there.
Age 5

For centuries, people thought the moon was made of green cheese.
Then the astronauts found that the moon is really a big hard rock. That's what happens to cheese when you leave it out.
Age 6

I gaze at the brilliant full moon. The same one, I think to myself, at which Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato gazed. Suddenly, I imagine they appear beside me. I tell Socrates about the national debate over one's right to die and wonder at the constancy of the human condition. I tell Plato that I live in the country that has come the closest to Utopia, and I show him a copy of the Constitution. I tell Aristotle that we have found many more than four basic elements and I show him a periodic table. I get a box of kitchen matches and strike one. They gasp with wonder. We spend the rest of the night lighting farts.
Age 15

If we could just get everyone to close their eyes and visualize world peace for an hour, imagine how serene and quiet it would be until the looting started.
Age 15

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2002, 07:09 AM:
 
Rated PG


Dear Mom and Dad,

Our scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and were worried. We are OK. Only one of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of usgot drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Chad when it happened.

Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is OK. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it wasn't for the lightning. Scoutmaster Walt got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Chad said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas can will blow up? The wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did. Also some of our clothes. John is going to look weird until his hair grows back.

We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Walt gets the car fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster Walt said that a car that old you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets usride on the fenders.

It gets pretty hot with 10 people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us. Scoutmaster Walt is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we eversee up here is logging trucks.

This morning, all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster Walt wouldn't let me because I can't swim, and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood.

Scoutmaster Walt isn't crabby like somescoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about the lifejackets. He has to spend alot of the time working on the car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.

Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Waltsaid it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He said they got sick that way with food they ate in prison. I'm so glad he got out and became our scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time. By the way, what is a pedophile?

I have to go now. We are going to town to mail our letters and buy bullets. Don't worry about anything. We are fine.

Love, Brandon

P.S.: How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-19-2002, 12:22 AM:
 
Rated PG

A young father watched adoringly as his small daughter played in the garden. Suddenly she stopped and stared at the ground.

Curious, he approached and saw that she was watching two spiders mating.

"What are they doing daddy", she asked.

"They're mating" he replied.

"What do you call the one on top daddy?

"That's a Daddy Longlegs", he said.

"Well then, is the other one a Mommy Longlegs"?

"No, they're both Daddy Longlegs".

A strange look came over her face, she suddenly raised a foot and stomped them flat. "Well, we're not having that kinda shit in MY garden".
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-23-2002, 12:40 PM:
 
Rated G

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY?

You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.

--Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they Grow up who they're going to marry.God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.

--Kirsten, age 10

WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?

Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.

--Camille, age 10

No age is good to get married at. You Got to be a fool to get married.

--Freddie, age 6

HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?

You might have to guess, based on Whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.

--Derrick, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?

Both don't want any more kids.

--Lori, age 8

WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?

Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.

--Lynnette, age 8

On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.

--Martin, age 10

WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?

I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.

--Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?

When they're rich.

--Pam, age 7

The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.

--Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.

--Howard, age 8

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?

I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out.

--Theodore, age 8

Its better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them. --Anita, age 9

HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?

There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?

--Kelvin, age 8

"And the #1 Favorite is........"

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?

Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.

--Ricky, age 10

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-24-2002, 07:53 PM:
 
Rated PG

How true this can be...

15 PIECES OF ADVICE TO BE PASSED ON TO YOUR DAUGHTERS

1. Don't imagine you can change a man - unless he's in diapers.

2. What do you do if your boyfriend walks-out? You shut the door.

3. If they put a man on the moon - they should be able to put them all up there.

4. Never let your man's mind wander - it's too little to be out alone.

5. Go for younger men. You might as well - they never mature anyway.

6. Men are all the same - they just have different faces, so that you can tell them apart.

7. Definition of a bachelor; a man who has missed the opportunity to make some woman miserable.

8. Women don't make fools of men - most of them are the do-it-yourself types.

9. Best way to get a man to do something, is to suggest he is too old for it.

10. Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye-opener.

11. If you want a committed man, look in a mental hospital.

12. The children of Israel wandered around the desert for 40 years. Even in biblical times, men wouldn't ask for directions.

13. If he asks what sort of books you're interested in, tell him checkbooks.

14. Remember a sense of humor does not mean that you tell him jokes, it means that you laugh at his.

15. Sadly, all men are created equal.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-25-2002, 09:37 AM:
 
Rated G Caroline in Virginia

I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet,! so I decided to test her.

I would point out something and ask what color it was.

She would tell me and always she was correct.

But it was fun for me, so I continued.

At last, she headed for the door, saying sagely, "Grandma, I think you should try to figure out some of these yourself!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-25-2002, 09:41 AM:
 
Rated G Al in Vermont

In the supermarket was a man pushing a cart that contained a screaming, bellowing baby.

The gentleman kept repeating softly, "Don't get excited, Albert; don't scream, Albert; don't yell, Albert; keep calm, Albert."

A woman standing next to him said, "You certainly are to be commended for trying to soothe your son, Albert."

The man looked at her and said, "Lady, I'm Albert."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-25-2002, 09:54 AM:
 
Rated G Martha in Manhattan

A three-year-old boy went with his dad to see a new litter of kittens.

On returning home, he breathlessly informed his mother, "There were two boy kittens and two girl kittens."

"How did you know that?" his mother asked.

"Daddy ! picked them up and looked underneath," he replied. "I think it's printed on the bottom."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-26-2002, 01:40 AM:
 
Rated G

An elderly man took his little grandson for a walk around the local cemetery. Pausing before one gravestone he said, "There lies a very honest man. He died owing me 50 dollars, but he struggled to the end to pay off his debts, and if anyone has gone to heaven, he has."

They walked on a bit further and then came to another grave. The old man pointed to the gravestone and said, "Now there's a different type of man altogether. He owed me 60 dollars and he died without ever trying to pay me back. If anyone has gone to hell, he has."

The little boy thought for a while and then said, "You know,Grandpa, you are very lucky."

"Why?" asked the old man in surprise.

"Well,whichever place you go to, you'll have some money to draw on."
:


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2002, 09:10 AM:
 
Rated G

A 5-year-old develops a strong interest in spelling.

One day she's working with pencil and pad at the kitchen table and asks her mother, "Mom, what does FGRPL spell?"

"Nothing," the mother says.

A few minutes later: "Mom, what does DOEB spell?"

"Nothing," the mother answers.

This goes on for an hour or more. Then she asks, "Mom, what does LMDZ spell?"

The mother smiles at the child again and says, "Nothing, sweetheart."

The little girl carefully sets down her pencil, sighs and says, "Boy, there sure are a lot of ways to spell 'nothing.'"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-30-2002, 07:56 AM:
 
Rated G Don in Georgia

My wife told our 5 year old to put on clean underwear every day, and hedid just as he was told.

At the end of the week he had on five pairs.


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2002, 07:16 AM:
 
Rated G

One day, Gramma sent her grandson Peter down to the water hole to get some water for cooking dinner. As he was dipping the bucket in, he saw two big eyes looking back at him. He dropped the bucket and hightailed it for Gramma's kitchen.

"Now, where's my bucket and my water?" Gramma asked him.

"I can't get any water from that water hole, Gramma" cried Peter."There's a BIG ol' alligator down there!

"Now don't you mind that ol' alligator, Peter. He's been there for a few years now, and he's never hurt no one. Why, he's probably as scared of you as you are of him!"

"Well, Gramma," replied Peter, "If he's as scared of me as I am of him, then that water ain't fit to drink!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-27-2002, 07:42 AM:
 
Rated G

As I was trying to pack for vacation, my 3-year-old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed.

At one point, she said, "Mommy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers.

Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her fingers in my mouth and said, "Mommy gonna eat your fingers!" pretending to eat them before I rushed out of the room again.

When I returned, my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face.

I said, "What's wrong honey?"

"Mommy, where's my booger?"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-03-2002, 09:38 AM:
 
Rated G Ralph in Washington D.C.

A good friend of mine warned me that, as my three daughters became old enough to date, I'd disapprove of every young man who took them out.

When the time came, I was pleased that my friend's prediction was wrong. Each boy was pleasant and well-mannered. Talking to my daughter Joanna one day, I said that I liked all the young men she and her sisters brought home."You know, Dad," she replied, "we don't show you everybody."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-03-2002, 10:12 AM:
 
Rated G Becky

Son: Dad, what is an idiot?

Dad: An idiot is a person who tries to explain his ideas in such
a strange and long way, making everything so complicated and
trying to sound intelligent, that another person who is listening
to him can't understand him. Do you understand me?

Son: No.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2002, 09:48 AM:
 
Rated G

My six year old Grand Daughter lost her first tooth, and her mother told her if she would put under her pillow, the tooth fairy would leave her some money for it by morning.

Her mom forgot about it, and the next morning Susie come running down the stairs mad as hell and said "Mama, that tooth faggot didn't even leave me a cent!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2002, 08:02 AM:
 
Rated R

It's the Spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up his date.

He's a pretty hip guy with his own car.

When he goes to the front door, the girl's father answers and invites him in. "Carrie's not ready yet. Why don't you have a seat?,"

Carrie's father asks Bobby what they're planning to do.

Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie.

"Why don't you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it!"

Naturally, this comes as a quite a surprise to Bobby so he asks Carrie's dad to please repeat himself.

"Yeah," says Carrie's father, "Carrie really likes to screw; she'll screw all night if we let her!"

A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt and announces that she's ready to go.

Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door.

About 20 minutes later, Carrie rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her, and screams at her father: "Dad, it's called the twist!"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 03:53 PM:
 
Rated G Synthia in San Diego

While I was shopping in the mall with my three children, a display in the window of a lingerie store caught my eye. "Do you think Daddy would like this?" I asked the kids, as I pointed to the lacy pajamas with matching robe.

"No way," my horrified six-year-old son replied. "Daddy would NEVER wear that!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 04:34 PM:
 
Rated PG Ralph in New Orleans

It was Halloween and the neighborhood was alive with Trick-Or-Treater's. I opened the door to find a little guy standing there all decked out in a very nice pirate costume.

"Oh how cute," I cooed. "A little pirate." "Where are your buccaneers?"

"Under me buckin' hat," he replied without missing a beat.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 09:30 PM:
 
Rated G

Dear Dad,

$chool i$ really great. I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard.

With all my $tuff, I $imply can't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.

Love,
Your $on.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-07-2002, 10:20 PM:
 
Rated G

"Hey, Dad, can you write in the dark?"

"I think so, son. What is it you want me to write?"

"Oh, just your name on this report card."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-10-2002, 02:01 PM:
 
Rated G

A family had twin boys whose only resemblance to each other was their looks. If one felt it was too hot, the other thought it was too cold.If one said the t.v. was too loud, the other claimed the volume needed to be turned up. They were opposite in every way. One was an eternal optimist, the other a doom-and-gloom pessimist.

Just to see what would happen, on Christmas, their father loaded the pessimist's room with every imaginable toy and game. The optimist's room he loaded with horse manure.

That night, the father passed by the pessimist's room and found his son sitting amid his new gifts crying bitterly.

"Why are you crying?" the father asked.

"Because my friends will be jealous. I'll have to read all these instructions before I can do anything with this stuff. I'll constantly need batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken," answered the pessimist twin.

Passing the optimist twin's room, the father found his son dancing for joy in the pile of manure.

"What are you so happy about?" the father asked.

The optimist twin replied, "There's got to be a pony in here somewhere!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2002, 12:51 PM:
 
Rated PG

Two little boys were engaging in the time honored tradition of a verbal battle like little boys all over the world.

"My father is better than your father!"
"No, he's not!"
"My brother is better than your brother!"
"He is not! He is not!!!"
"My mother is better than your mother!"

A long pause ensured...

"Well, I guess ya got me there. I've heard my father say the
same thing more than once."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2002, 01:01 PM:
 
Rated X

A little boy about the age of ten had a real bad stuttering problem.

He also had another problem: His father had a scanner and he could never tell his father any gossip that was going on in his neighborhood first. His dad always heard it first on the scanner.

One day the little boy was walking home from school and he saw a car crash.

He thought to himself, "Dad can't know about this yet." So he ran just as fast as he could home. "DDDDAAAADD!!!! CCAARR CCRRAASHH down the rrrrooad."

His dad replied, "Sorry son, already heard it on the scanner."

Son: "ffffucckiing sccanner"

The following day the little boy was walking home from school again and saw a house was on fire.

He thought, "Dad can't know about this yet." So he ran just as fast as he could home. "DDDDAADD!!! HHOUSSE on FFFIRE DDown the RROad."


Dad: "Sorry son, already heard it on the scanner."

Son: "fffuckkinng sccccanner"

A couple days went by. The little boy was walking down the road as he sees a pig on a neighbors lawn.

He thought to himself, "I'll get dad this time!!!" So he run up to the pig and he screws it.

When he is finished he runs home as fast as he could. Son: "DDAAD, LLOst mmmy virrrgginitty ttoday."

Dad: "In a pig's ass you did."

Son: "FFFuucckinnng SSCcanner!!!"
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2002, 07:13 PM:
 
Rated R

A little girl was out with her Grandmother when they came across a couple of dogs mating on the sidewalk.

"What are they doing, Grandma?" asked the little girl.

The grandmother was embarrassed, so she said, "The dog on top has hurt his paw, and the one underneath is carrying him to the doctor."

"They're just like people, aren't they Grandma?" said the little one.

"How do you mean?" asked the Grandma.

"Offer someone a helping hand," said the little girl, "and they screw you every time!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-29-2002, 09:01 PM:
 
Rated G

A high school student came home from school seeming rather depressed.

"What's the matter, son," asked his mother.

"Aw, gee," said the boy. "It's my grades. They're all wet."

"What do you mean 'all wet?'"

"I mean," he replied, "below C-level."


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-30-2002, 06:01 AM:
 
Rated G

"Grandma, when you and Grandpa had your first baby, did Grandpa ever handle the middle-of-the-night feeding?"

"No. I always did that."

"That must have been before you had women's liberation."

"No, it was before we had baby bottles."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-30-2002, 06:05 AM:
 
Rated G

Are farts really flammable?

Yes. People WITH more matches than sense try to prove this all the time. Many of them get their body hair singed, or worse. One statistic indicates that close to one-quarter of the people who try this get burned. Methane and hydrogen are both in farts and are both flammable gases. Word has it that the results tend to be yellow or blue flames; however, they can't always be easily seen.

~source used: "Just Curious, Jeeves" by Jack Mingo and Erin Barrett

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 07:08 AM:
 
Rated G

A man scolded his son for being so unruly and the child rebelled
against his father.

He got some of his clothes, his teddy bear andhis piggy bank and proudly announced, 'I'm running away from home!'.

The father calmly decided to look at the matter logically. 'What
if you get hungry?', he said

'Then I'll come home and eat!', bravely declared the child.

'And what if you run out of money?'.

'I will come home and get some!', readily replied the child.

The man then made a final attempt, 'What if your clothes
get dirty?'.

'Then I'll come home and let mommy wash them.', was the reply.

The man shook his head and exclaimed, 'This kid is not running away from home; he's going off to college!!!!!!!'.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 07:58 AM:
 
Rated G

An Italian named Uncle Vito buys a round of drinks for all in the bar because he announces his wife has just produced "a typical Italian baby boy weighing 25 pounds."

Congratulations showered him from all around, and many exclamations of, "WOW!" were heard. A woman faints due to sympathy pains.

Two weeks later, he returns to the bar. The bartender says, "Say, you're the father of the typical Italian baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth. How much does he weigh now?"

The proud father, Uncle Vito, answered, "Seventeen pounds."

The bartender is puzzled and concerned and asks, "Why? What happened? He already weighed 25 pounds at birth."

The Italian father, Uncle Vito, takes a slow swig from his scotch on the rocks, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans in to the
bartender and proudly says, "We had his hair cut!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 11:29 AM:
 
Rated G Sue Bee

My kindergarten-aged daughter suddenly announced just before school that she needed to take a clean tee shirt to class. She told us the teacher was going to iron an anti-drug message on it. My wife frantically swept through my daughter's room, finding nothing usable but one tee shirt that already had something printed on one side. She sent it off to school with my daughter.

That afternoon, my daughter returned and happily showed off her shirt.

On one side it said, "Families are Forever."
And on the other, "Be Smart, Don't Start."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 08:11 PM:
 
Rated G Sally in North Bay


School has been in for just a week, and my first grader got home
and said, "Mommy I just can't handle school anymore, cause I
can't read, can't write and now they won't even let me talk!" ;D
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2002, 08:08 AM:
 
Rated G

A young boy had just gotten his driving permit.

He asked his father, who was a minister, if they could discuss his use of the car.

His father said to him, "I'll make a deal with you. You bring your grades up, study your Bible a little, and get your hair cut, then we will talk about it."

A month later the boy came back and again asked his father if they could discuss his use of the car.

His father said, "Son, I'm real proud of you. You have brought your grades up, you've studied your Bible diligently, but you didn't get your hair cut!"

The young man waited a moment and replied, "You know, Dad, I've been thinking about that. I've read in the Bible that Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, Noah had long hair, and even Jesus had long hair."

His father replied, "Yes, Son, and if you read on further you'll find out that they walked everywhere they went!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-12-2002, 12:28 PM:
 
Rated G


Our family held a reunion when my mother was 88 years old, with grandchildren and great-grandchildren attending. The talk turned to honeymoons, and my three daughters began to tell about their trips to Las Vegas, Chicago and Niagara Falls.

One of my daughters turned to my mother. "Gramma, where did you go on your honeymoon?" she asked.

Mother never hesitated. "Upstairs!" she said.
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-21-2002, 06:36 PM:
 
Rated PG Little Bud

Selma Telephones Home With Some Exciting News:

"Mama, I got married."

"Mazel tov," says Mama.

"I might as well tell you, Mama, he's not of our faith."

"So he's a goy. But am I prejudiced?"

"But, Mama, he's also black."

"So he's a schvartzeh. By me, everybody should be tolerant."

"Well, frankly, Mama, he's also unemployed."

"So, you'll support him. A wife should help her husband."

"But, Mama, we have no place to live."

"Don't worry, Selma, dear. You'll move in with us."

"But Mama, you have only one bedroom."

"That's okay. You and your husband can have the bedroom."

"Yes, Mama, but where will you and Papa sleep?"

"Papa can sleep on the couch in the living room."

"Yes, Mama, but where will *you* sleep?"

"Selma, dear, about me you don't need to worry. The minute I get off the phone, ... I'm going to drop dead."
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-21-2002, 07:34 PM:
 
Rated Becky


"What does love mean?"

*****

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4
to 8-year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were
broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you
think...

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and
paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all
the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving
cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your
French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a
sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7

"Love is what's in the room with you a Christmas if you stop
opening presents and listen."
Bobby - age 5

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a
friend whom you hate."
Nikka - age 6

"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God
makes both of them."
Jenny - age 4

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
every day."
Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are
still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else
kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 5

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine - age 5

"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he
is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 8

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him
alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4

"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks
on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I
love her."
Bethany - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little
stars come out of you."
Karen - age 7

"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think
it's gross."
Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if
you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2002, 12:34 PM:
 
Rated G Beth

A newscaster interrupted scheduled programming to announce the outcome of a political election. "More on candidates at 10 P.M.," he said.

My ten-year-old son looked at me in disbelief. "I didn't know they could call politicians 'morons' on national television!" he remarked.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 07:33 AM:
 
Rated G Lorraine


MISSING TRAINS:

Blake and his parents were drinking at the bar in a train station
when they heard a whistle. The three of them rushed out of the bar
onto the platform only to discover that they had missed the train.

"The next train is in one hour," said the stationmaster.

The three went back into the bar. The parents had another drink. Blake had a Pepsi.

Again they heard a whistle, rushed out and discovered the train
pulling away.

"Next one is sixty minutes from now!" said the stationmaster.

An hour later, Blake, with his Mom and Dad, raced out onto the
platform, and his parents leaped onto the train as it pulled away.
The boy was left standing on the platform and began to laugh
uproariously.

"Your parents just left you," said the stationmaster. "Why are you
laughing?"

"They came to see me off!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2002, 07:45 AM:
 
Rated G Baby Blues


Children Learn What They Live

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight.

If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive.

If a child lives with pity, he learns to feel sorry for himself.

If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy.

If a child lives with jealousy, he learns what envy is.

If a child lives with shame, he learns to feel guilty.

If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient.

If a child lives with encouragement, he learns confidence.

If a child lives with praise, he learns to appreciate.

If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith.

If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love.

If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself.

If a child lives with recognition, he learns that it is good to have a goal.

If a child lives with sharing, he learns about generosity.

If a child lives with honesty and fairness, he learns what truth and justice are.

If you live with serenity, your child will live with peace of mind

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-04-2002, 12:34 PM:
 
Rated G Sue Bee

The Gracious Host

Having moved into his first apartment, our son invited my husband and me for a visit. As we walked in, our son asked if we'd like a cold drink. Mentally patting myself on the back for teaching him to be such a gracious host, I said, "Yes, what do you have?"

He walked over to the refrigerator, opened the door, studied the
contents, and then replied,

"I have pickle juice or water."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-04-2002, 12:36 PM:
 
Rated G

Two kids are talking to each other. One says, "I'm really worried. My dad works twelve hours a day to give me a nice home and good food. My mom spends the whole day cleaning and cooking for me. I'm worried sick!"

The other kid says, "What have you got to worry about? Sounds to me like you've got it made!"

The first kid says, "What if they try to escape?"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-04-2002, 12:39 PM:
 
Rated PG

Man (To a doctor): I have an erection problem.

Doc: Do you sleep around?

Man: No.

Doc: Do you have a girlfriend?

Man: No.

Doc: Are you married?

Man: No.

Doc: Then what the hell u need an erection for, hanging your coat?
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 06:13 AM:
 
Rated G

Sue Bee


I was playing tooth fairy when my daughter, Sheila, suddenly woke
up. Seeing the money in my hand, she cried out, "I caught you!"

I froze and tried to think of an explanation for why I, instead of
the tooth fairy, was putting the money under her pillow but her
next words let me off the hook.

"You put that money back!" she said indignantly. "The tooth fairy
left that for me!"


 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 01:05 PM:
 
Rated G

A little boy sneaks up behind a girl. "BOO!" yells the boy.

"Hey!" exclaims the girl, you scared me half out of my pants!"

The boy responds, "BOO BOO BOO BOO BOO BOO!"

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 06:52 PM:
 
Rated PG Denny in Yonkers


One day I was driving with my 7 year old granddaughter, and I beeped my horn by mistake.

She turned and looked at me for an explanation.

I said, "I did that by accident."

She replied, "I know that, Grandpa."

I replied, "How did you know?"

She said, "Because you didn't say,"Asshole!" afterwards
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2002, 04:09 PM:
 
Rated G

Little Billy, and his grandfather entered the vacation cabin, and
kept the lights off until they were inside to keep from attracting
pesky insects.

Still, a few fireflies followed them in.

Noticing them before his grandfather did, Little Billy whispered,
"It's no use, Grandpa. The mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights...."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2002, 07:22 PM:
 
Rated G

A Dad's Day with his Daughter

Just for this morning, I am going to call in sick to work, and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I will leave my spreadsheets for another day,
and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to
be when you grow up, or second-guess every decision I have made where
you are concerned.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me wash the car,and I won't stand over you as you use the hose and need a change of clothes.

Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.

Just tonight we can take an extra long car ride, And we will try to “find the sun” until you fall asleep again.

Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and leave everything else behind.

Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,

I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift
ever given.

I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for
their missing children,the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly, and screaming inside that they can't handle it anymore.

And when I kiss you good night I will hold you a little tighter, a
little longer.

It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2002, 08:38 PM:
 
Rated G

Before our daughter went off to college, our family took a
vacation in Colorado. So we flew to Denver and rented a car. We
visited the Royal Gorge Bridge, which is more than 1000 feet above
the Arkansas River.

Walking out onto the bridge, I noticed it swaying in the wind.
Then a car went past us, and the wood-plank roadway moved beneath
my feet. "I don't think I want to drive the car across this
bridge," I finally said.

"What are you worried about?" our daughter replied. "It's a
rental."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2002, 09:25 PM:
 
Rated G

A distraught mother rushed into the back yard, where eight-year-old Tommy was banging on the bottom of an old upturned tin bath with a poker.

"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

"I'm just entertaining the baby," explained Tommy.

"Where is the baby?" asked his Mom.

"Under the bath."

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2002, 07:09 AM:
 
Rated G Jg

The youngest of my three crazy country cousins and I were only a month apart in age, and both small for our age, He was a cotton-top blond with freckles, a typical Kentucky country boy.

Once when the cousins were at our house he and I were playing in the yard, while I was minding my little brother for my my mom, when the neighborhood bully happened by with a couple of his friends.

The bully decided to stop and make fun of my cousin's country accent, we tried to ignore him but he wouldn't stop and finally started throwing rocks at us. One of the rocks hit my little brother, causing his forehead to bleed profusely. I grabbed my brother up and ran to find mom and my cousin lit out after the bully.

He chased him all the way to his house and ran in after him. Just as the bully's father stepped into the room to see what was going on, my cousin punched the bully right in the nose, causing it to spurt blood all over.

The man grabbed my cousin and marched him and his son to our house. When my mom came to the door the red faced man shouted "Look what your kid did to my son!"

My unflappable mom looked back and forth between my tiny cousin and the bully, who stood a foot taller and easily outweighed my cousin by 20lbs., patted the man on the arm and said, "I can see why you would be embarassed, but don't worry, we won't tell anyone.".
 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2002, 01:19 PM:
 
Rated PG Fred in Cincy

When our kids were young my wife and I took them, once a year to Kings Island, in Cincinnati. She is a bit of a dare devil and always tried to get me to ride those killer rides I hate. When she tried to get me on a roller coaster that went to the moon and back at least two times, I flatly refused.

She laughed at me and got our two boys to go with her, our daughter, being of sound mind, decided to stay on the ground with me.

As it turned out one of our sons has the same fear of heights as I
do and before the ride was over had gripped her shirt so hard,
that he had completely torn it off of her.

It just so happened that it was one of those tie things she didn't wear a bra with, so by the time the ride ended she was bare breasted, right in front of a line of about fifty people.

I was laughing so hard that I hardly realized she was removing my shirt for her use.

 


Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 01:52 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Heather

My mother is quite a protective person when it comes to strangers
online.One day, she happened across me when she saw that I'd been talking to someone online. Being the over protective person she is, she asked, "What are you doing? Are you talking to someone? Who are you talking to?" She is bombarding me with questions and it is driving me nuts!

Annoyed, I turn around to her and exclaim, "It's a friend, Jesus Christ!"

There were several moments of silence then, as she stared at me...
It took me awhile to catch on to what I'd just said.

"Is this something we should tell Father Turner about?" she asked. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 03:15 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A woman was out shopping one day with her son. The boy spotted a man who was bowlegged. The boy pulled on Mom's hand and said, "Momma, look at the bowlegged man."

Mom was mortified and told her son that it was not polite to point to a person and make that sort of comment. For punishment, the boy had to read a play by Shakespeare. He couldn't go shopping again until he finished reading the play.

Finally he finished and his Mom took him once again to the mall.Again he spied a bowlegged man, but remembered what happened the last time. So he pulled on his Mother's hand and said, "Lo, what manner of men are these, who wear their balls in parentheses?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 05:42 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Don't Mess with Mom

My son came home from school one day,
with a smirk upon his face.
He'd decided he was smart enough,
to put me in my place.

"Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The "Children's Bill of Rights."

It says I need not clean my room,
don't have to cut my hair.
No one can tell me what to think,
or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion,
and regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
and I sure don't have to pray.

I can wear earrings if I want,
and pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
and get tattoos from head to toes.

And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with the crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
with the marks on my behind.

Don't you ever touch me,
my body's only for my use,
not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.

Don't preach about your morals,
like your mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

Mom, I have these children's rights,
so you can't influence me,
or I'll call Children's Services Division,
better known as C.S.D. "

Of course my first instinct was
To toss him out the door
But the chance to teach a lesson
made me think a little more.

I mulled it over carefully,
I couldn't let this go.
A smile crept upon my face,
he's messing with a pro.

The next day I took him shopping
at the local Goodwill Store
I told him, "Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & pants galore.

I've called and checked with C.S.D.,
who said they didn't care
if I bought you K-Mart shoes
instead of those Nike Airs.

And I've canceled that appointment
to take your driver's test.
The C.S.D. is unconcerned
so I'll decide what's best."

I said "No time to stop and eat,
or pick up stuff to munch.
And tomorrow you can start to learn
to make your own sack lunch.

Just save that raging appetite,
and wait 'til dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
a favorite dish of mine."

He asked "Can I please rent a movie,
To watch on my VCR?"
"Sorry, but I sold your TV,
for new tires on my car.

I also rented out your room,
you'll take the couch instead.
The C.S.D. requires
just a roof above your head.

Your clothing won't be trendy now,
and I'll choose what we eat.
That allowance that you used to get,
will buy me something neat.

I'm selling off your jet ski,
dirt-bike & roller blades.
Check out the "Parent's Bill of Rights,"
It's in effect today!

Hey hot shot, are you crying,
and why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
instead of C.S.D.?" [Big Grin]

Author Unknown
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2002, 02:32 AM:
 
Rated G [Confused]

TEENAGER (NOUN)

1) A mammal found extensively throughout the planet, often clustered in groups in front of television sets (See SLOTHS). Thought to be a member of Homo Sapiens due to physical similarities, though social and emotional behavior leads many researchers to consider Teenagers to be a completely different species altogether (See PARENTS) Very territorial.(See ITS MY ROOM STAY OUT OF MY ROOM.)

Teenagers are extraordinarily social animals, seeking contact with their peer groups to such a great extent they will forgo family, chores, food, and responsibility (See FATHERS, QUOTATIONS OF). The males of the species forage for food constantly (See MCDONALD'S) and can consume three times their weight every day. When in full plumage,
the males are usually drab, marked by loose fitting garments which slide off their backsides and look ridiculous (See FATHERS, QUOTATIONS OF).

The females, on the other hand, sport striking colors under their
eyes, throughout their hair, and on the tips of their fingers.Females often attract males by wearing garments to accentuate chest development (See WONDER BRAS). Males indicate their approval by staring at the display(See FATHERS, HEART ATTACKS OF). The call of the female is complex and shrill, "Like, O m' Gosh! O m' Gosh!" Males are less vocal, signaling to other males with a salutatory, "Yo. Yo. Yo. S'up? S'up? S'up?"

Teenagers line their nests with discarded undergarments. The females hold telephone receivers to their ears an average of six
hours a day.When challenged for possession, they snarl and warn
intruders, "I'm doing my HOMEWORK. My HOMEWORK. My HOMEWORK." The males lie immobile for hours at a time, conserving energy and
listening to violent electronic signals from radios.

Male Teenagers concentrate on important information (See FATHERS, LECTURES OF) by rolling their eyes, shrugging, kicking dirt, and sighing. Females burst into tears and slam doors. Many Homo Sapien families have a host-to-parasite relationship with one (See STRESS) or more than one(See EXTREME STRESS) Teenager. These host families often develop a resistance to the parasite, rejecting them some time in the eighteenth year of life.

Often, though, this rejection is merely theoretical, with the Teenager continuing to live off of the host Homo Sapiens family for many years afterward, often at great sacrifice (See COLLEGE).

1) Of, relating to, and especially EXPLAINING irrational,intolerable, or inexplicable behavior. ("She's a Teenager.")

2) A request for sympathy, offered by adult parents to each other
in support.("I have a Teenager at home.") Often accompanied by sighs, headshaking, tongue clucking, and shoulder shrugging. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by David Favel (Member # 1125) on 11-25-2002, 01:30 AM:
 
Rated PGish

Little Melissa comes home from first grade and tells her
father that they learned about the history of Valentine's Day.

"Since Valentine's Day is for a Christian saint and we're Jewish,"
she asks, "will God get mad at me for giving someone a valentine?"

Melissa's father thinks a bit, then says "No, I don't think God
would get mad. Who do you want to give a valentine to?"

"Osama Bin Laden," she says.

"Why Osama Bin Laden," her father asks in shock.

"Well," she says, "I thought that if a little American Jewish girl
could have enough love to give Osama a valentine, he might
start to think that maybe we're not all bad, and maybe start
loving people a little bit. And if other kids saw what I did and
sent valentines to Osama, he'd love everyone a lot. And then
he'd start going all over the place to tell everyone how much
he loved them and how he didn't hate anyone anymore."

Her father's heart swells and he looks at his daughter with
newfound pride. "Melissa, that's the most wonderful thing I've
ever heard."

"I know," Melissa says, "and once that gets him out in the open,
the Marines could blow the shit out of him."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-27-2002, 01:45 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At about the age of three,my daughter stated,"Momma, I want to
spend the night with Mrs. Earls." (Mrs. Earls was her day care
sitter.)

I replied, "O.K., Someday you can."

She then said, "Momma, I want to spend the night with Aunt Cille." (Aunt Cille is her Great Aunt.) I replied, "O.K., Someday you can."

Totally exasperated she said, "I can't that night--that's the same night I'm spending the night with Mrs. Earls." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-02-2002, 10:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At the end of a busy week,my 17-year-old son - eldest of my two kids -- asked me why I had had children.

"I could never imagine my life without them," I replied.

"But,Mom,"he said,"you don't have a life." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2002, 06:29 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Weary of constantly picking clothes up from the floor of her son's room, a mother finally laid down the law: each item of clothing she had to pick up would cost her son 25 cents.

By the end of the week, he owed her $1.50. She received the money promptly, along with a 50 cent tip and a note that read, "Thanks, Mom; keep up the good work!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2002, 01:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A 16-year-old girl bought herself a very tiny bikini. She went home and put it on, then showed her mother how she looked in it. "What do you think mom?"

Her mother replied, "I think that if I had worn that when I was your age, you'd be five years older!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2002, 10:37 AM:
 
Rated G

A young lad was helping his dad put up a yard fence.

"You know, son," said the father, "you're just like lightning with that hammer."

"Fast, eh?" said the boy.

"Oh, no ? you never strike in the same place twice." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2002, 06:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Tom had won a toy at a raffle.

He called his 5 kids together to ask which one should have the present.

"Who is the most obedient?" he asked.
The children all stared back in silence.

Then he asked, "Who never talks back to mother?"
Again, the kids appeared to be mystified by the question.

Then Tom asked, "Who does everything she says?"

With that question, the kids finally were able to come to a conclusion. The five small voices answered in unison, "Okay, dad, you get the toy." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2002, 07:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Little Tommy had been to a birthday party at a friends house.

Knowing his sweet tooth Tommy's mother looked straight into his eyes and said, "I hope you didn't ask for a second piece of cake."

"No," replied Tommy, "but I asked Mrs. Smith for the recipe so you could make some like it, and she gave me two more pieces without me asking." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-15-2002, 01:06 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A parent decreed one Christmas that she was no longer going to remind her children of their thank-you note duties. As a result their grandmother never received acknowledgments of the generous checks she had given. The next year things were different, however.

"The children came over in person to thank me," the grandparent told a friend triumphantly.

"How wonderful!" the friend exclaimed. "What do you think caused the change in behavior?"

"Oh, that's easy," the grandmother replied. "This year I didn't sign the checks." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2002, 07:24 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One night about 10 p.m., a man answered the phone and heard, 'Dad,
we want to stay out late. Is that okay?'

'Sure,' he answered, 'as long as you called.'

When he hung up, his wife asked who was on the phone. ' One of the boys,'he replied. 'I gave them permission to stay out late.'

' Not our boys,' said his wife. ' They are both downstairs in the basement.' [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2002, 07:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My husband, myself and our 4-year-old daughter, Bobbie, were walking across the top of Buchanan Dam, which contains the waters of the Colorado River to form Buchanan Lake, the largest lake in the Austin, Texas area.

My husband was explaining the purpose of the dam to little Bobbie.

She stopped, looked up at her father and said, "But Daddy, where are the beavers?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2002, 10:30 AM:
 
Rated G :)A Story to Put you All In the Christmas Spirit...

I remember my first Christmas party with Grandpa. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit him on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even dummies know that!"

My Grandpa was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to him that day because I knew he would be straight with me. I knew Grandpa always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of grandma's world-famous cinnamon buns, sure to be served at a party.

Grandpa was home, and the buns were still warm. As we ate those warm buns I told him everything. He was ready for me.

No Santa Claus!" he snorted. "Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumour has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad. Now, put on your coat, and let's go"

Go? Go where, Grandpa?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second cinnamon bun.

"Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandpa handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days.

"Take this money and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then he turned and walked out of Kerby's.

I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.

For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbours, the kids at school, the people who went to my church. I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobbie Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-three class.

Bobbie Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out for recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobbie Decker didn't have a cough, and he didn't have a coat.

I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobbie Decker a coat. I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.

Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down.


"Yes," I replied shyly. "It's ... for Bobbie."


The nice lady smiled at me. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag and wished me a Merry Christmas.


That evening, Grandpa helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons, and write, "To Bobbie, From Santa Claus" on it -- Grandpa said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then he drove me over to Bobbie Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially one of Santa's helpers.

Grandpa parked down the street from Bobbie's house, and he and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk.

Then Grandpa gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," he whispered, "get going."

I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his doorbell and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandpa. Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobbie.

Forty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my grandpa, in Bobbie Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumours about Santa Claus were just what Grandpa said, they were ridiculous.

Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-18-2002, 11:49 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The mother of three notoriously unruly youngsters was asked
whether or not she'd have children if she had it to do over again.

"Sure," she replied, "but not the same ones." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-18-2002, 11:58 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

LITTLE JOEY: My parents just bought a bathroom scale.

LITTLE CHLOE: What does it do?

LITTLE JOEY: I think you stand on it and it makes you mad. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-19-2002, 06:44 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A New Mom took her baby daughter to the supermarket for the first time.She dressed her in pink from head to toe.At the store, she placed her in the shopping cart and put her purchases around her.

At the checkout line a small boy and his mother were ahead of them.
The child was crying and begging for some special treat.He wants some candy or gum and his mother won't let him have any, she thought.

Then she heard his mother's reply."No!" she said,looking in her direction."You may not have a baby sister today.That lady got the last one!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-19-2002, 09:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Smile] [Smile]

Kidwarmer's Special Holiday notes:

***

Carley, 9,was sitting on her father's lap as "O Come All Ye
Faithful" was being played by the middle school band. He softly sang the words,"O come ye,O come ye to Bethlehem."Carley popped up and exclaimed,"Oh,is that what they say?I thought they said,'O come ye, O come ye to beg for ham'!"

-Brad Blevins (father of Carley) of Auburn Indiana.

Kathy baby sits for her grandchildren on a daily basis.Each and every day before they leave,they get hugs and kisses from Grandpa and Grandma.Cameron,4,was the last one to leave. He got his kisses and hugs and out the door he went.Later Cameron's father,Eldon,called Kathy to report that when Cameron had walked out the door it had been windy.Cameron had put his hand over his mouth
and explained,"I don't want Grandpa's kiss to blow away."

-Kathy Moore of Logonier, Indiana

Chalker and his dad used the restroom at a turnpike rest stop. When Chalker couldn't figure out how to turn on the water,his dad told him to put his hands together and hold them under the faucet.Lo and behold,water magically came out.Chalker said,"This must be how Jesus washes his hands!"

-Sally Hershiser of Kent,Ohio

After raising six children, Deb and her husband adopted three siblings.The children found the country air chillier than they were used to.Sara,5,asked,"Momma is it alright if you can find my long sleeved shorts for me cause my legs are cold?"

-Deb Fisher of Newaygo, Michigan

Laura,6,had a clipboard filled with lined paper and was busy writing away while sitting at her tiny desk in her mother's office."What are you doing,Laura?"asked her father,Tim.

"I'm working on my bills," Laura replied.

Tim wondered why his daughter would be writing bills.

"May I see?" he asked.

"Sure," Laura said, turning her clipboard so he could see.

Line after line of the page read "Bill Bill Bill Bill Bill Bill..."

"I'm trying to learn how to write 'Bill' right," Laura explained.

-Tim Harmon of South Bend, Indiana [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-20-2002, 01:50 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A daughter, thinking she needed breast enhancement (to be like all
her friends), went to her father and asked to have them done for her sixteenth birthday.

The wise father, knowing she was beautiful just as she was, looked
at her, looked in his check book and said;

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but we could only afford to do one right now."

The subject never came up again. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 06:29 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

Nettie

As my family rode in the car to a fishing outing, my 3 children paid attention to the discussion my husband and I were having. His argument was that catfish tasted better and I had to argue back that my favorite was BASS.

After several minutes on the bank,my line had gotten caught on something,as I pulled and tugged,my 5 year old exclaimed' OH, MOMMY, I HOPE YOU CAUGHT A BASSTARD!!'

Apparently, he pays more attention that I had given him credit for! [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-25-2002, 06:32 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

RATED G [Smile]

THE CHRISTMAS HOBBY HORSE:

A grandfather bought a hobby horse by mail order as a Christmas present for his granddaughter.

The toy arrived in 189 pieces.

The instructions said that it could be put together in an hour.

It took the old man two days to assemble the toy.

Finally, when it was all put together, he wrote a check, cut it into 189 pieces and mailed it off to the company. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-27-2002, 10:33 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

My six-year-old grandson called his mother from his friend Charlie's house and confessed he had broken a lamp when he threw a football in their living room.

"But, Mom," he said, brightening, "you don't have to worry about buying another one. Charlie's mother said it was irreplaceable." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-28-2002, 12:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When Andrea was planning her upcoming wedding, she asked to wear her mother's wedding dress.She went to try it on and the gown was a perfect fit on her petite frame.As her mother's eyes welled up with tears, Andrea put an arm around her."You're not losing a daughter", she reminded her mother in time-honored fashion,"you're gaining a son."

"Oh forget about that!" said her mother with a sob. "I used to fit into that dress!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-28-2002, 01:13 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

A couple decided to take their teenage daughter to a shopping mall in a nearby town one weekend.As they were getting ready to go,the girl came downstairs dressed in short shorts and a spaghetti string top.

An anticipated fight broke out between her and the husband over her inappropriate attire.In order to keep the peace, the mother stepped in and reminded her husband that when they were young she had dressed the same way,it was the style.

He said,"Yeah!Well if you remember right I had something to say
about that,too!"

"Yes dear,"she said,"you did...you asked me for my phone number!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-28-2002, 08:51 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A bit of wisdom from children:

When your dad is mad and asks you, "Do I look stupid?'
Don't answer. - Hannah, age 9

Never tell your Mom her diet's not working. -
Michael, age 14

When your Mom is mad at your dad, don't let her brush
your hair. - Taylia, age 11

Never hold a dustbuster and a cat at the same time. -
Kyoyo, age 11

Don't pick on your sister when she's holding a
baseball bat. - Joel, age 10

When you get a bad grade in school, show it to your
Mom when she's on the phone. - Alyesha, age 13
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-02-2003, 09:00 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Even if you're not a grandparent you will enjoy this.A teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their vacation.

One child wrote the following:


We always spend our vacation with Grandma and Grandpa.They used to live here in a big, brick house,but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida and now they live in a place with a lot of other retarded people.

They live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass.They ride around on big tricycles and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore.

They go to a building called a wrecked center,but they must have got it fixed because it is all right now.They play games and do exercises there,but they don't do them very well.

There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with their hats on.I guess they don't know how to swim.

At their gate there is a dollhouse with a little old man sitting
in it.He watches all day so nobody can escape.Sometimes they sneak out.Then they go cruising in their golf carts.

My grandma used to bake cookies and stuff,but I guess she forgot how. Nobody there cooks,they just eat out.And they eat the same thing every night:Early Birds.

Some of the people can't get past the man in the dollhouse to go out, so the ones who get out bring food back to the wrecked center and call it pot luck.

My Grandma says Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and says I should work hard so I can be retarded one day,too.

When I earn my retardment I want to be the man in the dollhouse.Then I will let people out so they can visit their grandchildren. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-03-2003, 10:07 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

LOSING WEIGHT

Having lost weight over the past few years, a lady was discarding things from her wardrobe that no longer fit.

Her seven-year-old niece was watching as she held up a huge pair of slacks."Wow," the lady said,"I must have worn these when I was 183."

Her niece looked puzzled, then asked, "How old are you now?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-03-2003, 10:48 AM:
 
Rated R [Smile]

"My mom was a ventriloquist and she always was throwing her voice. For ten years I thought the dog was telling me to kill my father." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-03-2003, 02:21 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Kathy offered to care for the six-year-old son of her next-door neighbor. She arrived in time to prepare breakfast,laying a generous helping of bacon and eggs in front of the child.

"Mother always serves hot biscuits for breakfast,"said the six-year-old.

So,Kathy,very eager to oblige,then hurried into the kitchen and quickly prepared a plate of hot biscuits,which she laid in front of the boy.

"No, thank you," he said.

"But I thought you said your mother always prepares hot biscuits for breakfast!" said Kathy in surprise.

"She does," said the child. "But I don't eat them." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-04-2003, 10:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Michele

Two daughters had been given parts in a Christmas pageant at their
Church. At dinner that night, they got into an argument as to who
had the most important role.

Finally the 14 year old said to her 8 year old younger
sister, "Well, you just ask Mom. She'll tell you it's much harder
to be a virgin than it is to be an angel!" [Big Grin] [beer]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2003, 07:44 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At the next table in a fast food restaurant,one youngster was sobbing because he didn't get the toy he wanted with his food. Another dumped his drink over his sister's burger because she was stealing his fries.
Then the smallest fell off his chair.

Clearly at the end of her rope,the mother dragged the boy up from
the floor,placed him back into his chair,and said,"Shut up, all of you, and eat your Happy Meals!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2003, 06:01 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] ..................... Michele

Is there a magic cutoff period when offspring become accountable for their own actions? Is there a wonderful moment when parents can become detached spectators in the lives of their children and shrug, "It's their life," and feel nothing?

When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital corridor waiting for doctors to put a few stitches in my son's head. I asked, "When do you stop worrying?" The nurse said, "When they get out of the accident stage." My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.

When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little chair in a classroom and heard how one of my children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, and was headed for a career making license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher said, "Don't worry, they all go through this stage and then you can sit back, relax and enjoy them." My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.

When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come home, the front door to open. A friend said, "They're trying to find themselves. Don't worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. They'll be adults." My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.

By the time I was 50, I was sick and tired of being vulnerable. I was still worrying over my children, but there was a new wrinkle. There was nothing I could do about it. My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.

I continued to anguish over their failures, be tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in their disappointments. My friends said that when my kids got married I could stop worrying and lead my own life. I wanted to believe that, but I was haunted by my mother's warm smile and her occasional, "You look pale. Are you all right? Call me the minute you get home. Are you depressed about something?"Can it be that parents are sentenced to a lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of human frailties and the fears of the unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that elevates us to the highest form of life?

One of my children became quite irritable recently, saying to me, "Where were you? I've been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. I was worried." I smiled a warm smile. The torch has been passed. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2003, 02:28 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One of my daughter's wedding presents was a toaster oven.

Soon after the honeymoon,she and her husband tried it out.Almost immediately,smoke billowed out of the toaster."Get the owner's manual!"her husband shouted.

"I can't find it anywhere!"she cried, searching through the box.

"Oops!"came a voice from the kitchen."Well, the toast is fine,but the owner's manual is burnt to a crisp." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2003, 10:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

More Children's Wisdom

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):
Rumor has it these kids grew up to be PROJECTION TECHNICIANS.
[Big Grin]

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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-15-2003, 11:57 AM:
 
Rated X [Smile]

A mother and father took their 6 year old son to a nude beach.As the boy walked along the beach,he noticed that some of the ladies had boobs bigger than his mother's,and asked her why.

She told her son, "The bigger they are the dumber the person is."

The boy pleased with the answer,goes to play in the ocean but returns to tell his mother that many of the men have larger 'units' than his dad.

His mother replied, "The bigger they are the dumber the person is." Again satisfied with this answer,the boy returns to the ocean to play.

Shortly after,the boy returned again.He promptly told his mother,
"Daddy is talking to the dumbest girl on the beach and the longer he talks, the dumber he gets." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 08:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

My sister brought her daughter a really nice Spinet Piano for her
birthday.

A few weeks later,I asked my sister how her daughter was doing.

"Oh,"she said,"I persuaded her to switch to a clarinet."

"How come?"I asked.

"Well," my sister answered,"because with a clarinet,she can't sing...." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 09:18 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] .........Sue Bee

The man passed out in a dead faint as he came out of his front door
onto the porch.Someone dialed 911.

When the paramedics arrived,they helped him regain consciousness
and asked if he knew what caused him to faint.

"It was enough to make anybody faint," he said."My son asked me for the keys to the garage,and instead of driving the car out, he came out with the lawn mower." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 09:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] ............ Sue Bee

A teen-aged boy with spiked hair,nose ring,and baggy clothes was
overheard telling a friend:

"I don't really like to dress like this,but it keeps my parents from dragging me everywhere with them." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 09:52 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] It Pays To Advertise.

After rollerblading up and down a crowded boardwalk in San Diego, I sat down to rest and observe passersby.I watched a young father riding a bicycle with his toddler strapped snugly into a seat behind him.

On the back of the baby's seat was this sign:"My dad's single.To meet him call -- 555-1234." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 08:03 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Graduation Day
It was graduation day and Mom was trying to take a picture of thier son in a cap and gown, posed with his father.

"Let's try to make this look natural "she said. "Junior, put your arm around your dad's shoulder."

The father answered, "If you want it to look natural, why not have him put his hand in my pocket?" [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 08:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At The Doctors


Two children were in a doctor's waiting room. The little girl was softly sobbing.

"Why are you crying?" asked the little boy.

"I'm here for a blood test, and they're going to cut my finger," said the girl.

When he heard this, the little boy started to cry.

"Why are you crying?" asked the girl.

The boy looked at her worriedly and said, "I'm here for a urine test."
[Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 09:20 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Very wise children
"Never trust a dog to watch your food." - Patrick, aged 10.

"When your dad is mad and asks you, "Do I look stupid?". "Don't answer."- Hannah, aged 9.

"Never tell your mum her diet's not working." - Michael, aged 14.

"Stay away from prunes." - Randy, aged 9.

"Don't squat with your spurs on." - Noronha, aged 13.

"Don't pull dad's finger when he tells you to." - Emily, aged 10.

"When your mum is mad at your dad, don't let her brush your hair." - Taylia, aged 11.

"Never allow your three-year-old brother in the same room as your school assignment." - Traci, aged 14.

"Don't sneeze in front of your mum when you're eating crackers." - Mitchell, aged 12.

"Puppies still have bad breath even after eating a Tic-Tac." - Andrew, aged 9.

"Never hold a dust-buster and a cat at the same time." - Kyoyo, aged 9.

"You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk." - Armir, aged 9.

"Don't wear polka-dotted underwear under white shorts." - Kellie, aged 11.

"If you want a kitten, start out by asking for a horse." - Naomi, aged 15.

"Felt pens are not good to use as lipstick." - Lauren, aged 9.

"Don't pick on your sister when she"s holding a baseball bat." - Joel, aged 10.

"When you get a bad grade at school, show it to your mum when she's on the phone." - Alyesha, aged 13.

"Never try to baptise a cat." - Eileen, aged 8 [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 01:18 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Wise Advice from Children


"Everyone has feelings, except for snakes and principals."
- Donna Maria G, age 9

"Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and the world laughs at you."
- Rob P, age 8

"If life gives you nothing but lemons, make up a better shopping list for it."
- Steven B, age 8

"Moses came down with the Ten Amendments, which were God's Bill of Wrongs."
- Susie F., age 7

"Doctors automatically know what's wrong with you. They have a sick sense."
- Beau M., age 10

"My dog had worms. I think he was going fishing."
- Emma B., age 4:D

[ 02-06-2003, 01:24 PM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-23-2003, 10:51 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A father and his son from Europe, visiting America for the very first time. They go up & down the aisles at the local Food Store.

Dad: "Vas diss?? Powdered orange juice??"

Son: "Yeh, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh orange juice."

A few minutes later, in a different aisle.

Dad: "Und vas dis?? Powdered milk?"

Son: "Yeh, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh milk!"

Yet a few minutes later, in a different aisle.

Dad: "Und give a look here!! Baby Powder !! Vat a country, vat a country!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 10:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Old Lady & The Dollar


A little girl asked her mother for a dollar to give to an old lady in the park. Her mother was touched by the child's kindness and gave her the required sum.

"There you are, my dear," said the mother. "But, tell me, isn't the lady able to work any more?"

"Oh yes," came the reply. "She sells candy." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 08:01 PM:
 
Rated [Smile] Lorraine

MOTHER TO ADULT DAUGHTER:


"Men are only after one thing -- the TV remote."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 08:03 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

WOMAN TO HUSBAND AT THE BREAKFAST TABLE:


"It sure is easier to get Junior up for school since he got
his nose ring. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-29-2003, 02:50 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A woman and her young daughter were visiting the grave of the little girl's grandmother one Sunday.

As they passed through the cemetery on the way back to their car, the little girl said, "Mommy? Do they ever bury two people in the same grave?"

"Oh no, of course not, dear!"the mother replied."Why on earth would you think that?"

"Well,that one back there said,'Here lies a lawyer and an honest men.'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2003, 03:49 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Sue Bee

Ad found among the miscellaneous listing in the Stanwood/Camano,
Washington News:


"Caution, homeowners between Warm Beach and Stanwood. Daughter
will be learning how to drive. Use caution after leaving garage or porch. Farmers advised to place hay bales around barns,farm equipment and slow-moving livestock.She will be driving white sedan with frightened father aboard." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2003, 03:51 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Memos from Your Child


Don't spoil me. I know quite well that I ought not to have all I
ask for ... I'm only testing you.

Don't be afraid to be firm with me. I prefer it .. it makes me
feel more secure.

Don't correct me in front of people if you can help it. I'll take
much more notice if you talk to me in private.

Don't make me feel that my mistakes are sins. It upsets my sense
of values.

Don't protect me from consequence. I need to learn the hard way.

Don't make rash promises. Remember that I feel badly let down when
promises are broken.

Don't forget that I cannot explain myself as well as I should
like. This is why I'm not always accurate.

Don't tax my honesty too much. I am easily frightened into telling
lies. Don't be inconsistent. That completely confuses me and makes
me lose my faith in you.

Don't put me off when I ask you questions. If you do, you will
find that I stop asking and seek my information elsewhere.

Don't tell me my fears are silly. They are terribly real and you
can do much to try to understand.

Don't ever suggest that you are perfect or infallible. It gives me
too great a shock when I discover that you are neither.

Don't ever think it beneath your dignity to apologize to me. An
honest apology makes me feel surprisingly warm to you.

Don't forget how quickly I am growing up. It must be very
difficult for you to keep pace with me but please try.

Don't forget I love experimenting. I couldn't get along without
it, so please put up with it.

Don't forget that I can't thrive without lots of love. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-04-2003, 11:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When my daughter was three,we watched Snow White and the Seven
Dwarves for the first time.

The wicked queen appeared,disguised as an old lady selling apples,and my daughter was spellbound.

Then Snow White took a bite of the poisoned apple and fell to the ground unconscious.

As the apple rolled away,my daughter spoke up.

"See,Mom.She doesn't like the peel either."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2003, 01:23 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A little boy was complaining to his friend, "My mom won't let me
watch public television anymore!"

"Why not?" his friend asked incredulously.

"Because it has too much sax and violins!!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-08-2003, 11:21 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Sue Bee

One day a young mother was sick in bed at home with her young
daughter.The daughter was about four, and always wanting to be of help to her mommy.So while her mother was sick,the young girl
got some magazine for her mom,fluffed all the pillows for her,
and even made her a cup of tea!

Her mother was very pleased with the tea and asked her daughter
how she had ever learned to make tea on her own.Her daughter
proudly told her mom,"well mommy I've seen you do it LOADS of
times. Only this time I couldn't find the strainer, so I used the fly swatter instead."

"YOU WHAT!?!?!" her mother cried.

"Oh don't worry mommy,I didn't use the new fly swatter,I used
the old one." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-11-2003, 06:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

Before our daughter went off to college, our family took a
vacation in Colorado.So we flew to Denver and rented a car.

We visited the Royal Gorge Bridge,which is more than 1000 feet
above the Arkansas River. Walking out onto the bridge,I noticed
it swaying in the wind.Then a car went past us,and the wood-
plank roadway moved beneath my feet.

"I don't think I want to drive the car across this bridge," I finally said.

"What are you worried about?" our daughter replied. "It's a rental." [Roll Eyes]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-11-2003, 07:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

An honest seven-year-old admitted calmly to her parents that Billy Brown had kissed her after class.

"How did that happen?,"gasped her mother.

"It wasn't easy,"admitted the young lady,"but 3 girls helped me catch him." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-14-2003, 08:39 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Baby Blues

Spell "MOM" on New Pager


When my demanding mother found out that I had a pager, I knew that she would buzz me a hundred times a day. I told her that when she calls she could save time by spelling out "M-O-M" on the phone.

So whenever my pager goes off and it says "666", I know it's her.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-16-2003, 08:15 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

"Patty," a lady called to a little girl who was in the parlor,
"Did you tell your mother that I was here?" "Yes, ma'am,"
answered Patty, demurely.

"And what did she say?"

"She said,'Oh, not that dreadful woman again!'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2003, 07:15 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] ED in Aurora, Ont.

Your Angel


Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. The child asked God,"They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"

God replied, "Among the angels, I'll choose one for you. Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."

God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."

Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"

God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"

God said,"Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"I've heard that on Earth there are bad people.Who will protect me?"

God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now,please tell me my angel's name."

Her name is not important. You will simply call her "Grandma". [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2003, 05:47 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A small boy was lost at a large shopping mall.

He approached a uniformed policeman and said, "I've lost my dad!"

The cop asked, "What's he like?"

The little boy replied,"Beer and women." [beer]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2003, 03:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Becky

When my daughter was little, we took a vacation to Florida.
Seated on the airplane near the wing, I pointed out to Rhonda that we were above the ocean. "Can you see the water?" I asked her.

"No," she said, peering out the window at the wing, "but I can see the diving board."

--Reader's Digest, submitted by Rebecca Ricci.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-27-2003, 10:21 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

After Jane's son fell into the pond yet again and came home with
his good school clothes dripping wet, the exasperated Jane sent
him to his room and washed and dried his clothes.

A little later, Jane heard a commotion in the back yard. She
called out "Are you out there wetting your pants again!?"

There was dead silence for a moment. Then a deep, masculine voice
answered meekly, "No, ma'am, I'm just reading the meter." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-28-2003, 05:06 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Baby Blues

Kids Pray


I love kids letters about misinterpreting the Lord's Prayer.
When my twin daughters were young, I taught them to say this
prayer before going to bed. As I listened outside their door, I
could hear them say, "Give us this steak and daily bread, and
forgive us our mattresses." My husband and I always had a good
laugh over this and the memory still remains in my heart.

Groton, Mass.
My mother spent her early childhood saying, "Hail Mary,full of
grapes."

Missoula, Mont.
My son, who is in nursery school, said, "Our Father,who art in
Heaven, how didja know my name?"

Uniontown, Ohio.
I remember thinking this prayer was "Give us this day our jelly
bread."

Covina, Calif.
I recall reading something years ago about the Pledge of
Allegiance. Some child thought it began, "I led the pigeons to the
flag."

Cleveland, Ohio.
When I was little, I often wondered who Richard Stands was. You
know: "I pledge allegiance to the flag . . . And to the
republic for Richard Stands."

Tampa, Fla.
When my husband was 6 years old, he thought a certain Prayer
was "He suffered under a bunch of violets." The real words
were "under Pontius Pilate," but at that age, he didn't know
better. To this day, we still snicker in church whenever
that prayer is read.

Oak Harbor, Wash.
When my older brother was very young, he always walked up to the
church altar with my mother when she took communion. On one
occasion, he tugged at her arm and asked, "What does the priest
say when he gives you the bread?" Mom whispered something in his
ear. Imagine his shock many years later when he learned that the
priest doesn't say, "Be quiet until you get to your seat."

Grand Junction, Colo.
When I was younger, I believed the line was "Lead a snot into
temptation." I thought I was praying for my little sister to get
into trouble. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2003, 07:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

No matter how hard my mom tries, every plant or flower she has attempted to grow seems to wither and die an untimely death under her care. But she never gives up hope.

While she was visiting home recently, my sister nudged me and pointed to a line of new plants placed by the kitchen window.

"Look," she whispered, "death row." [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2003, 07:48 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My husband has always had a beard.

One day, he decided to shave it off. He came into the room where
my 3 year old granddaughter Tiffany was and asked her, "Notice
anything different?"

To which she replied, "No," with a puzzled look on her face.

My husband then said to her, "My beard's gone."

Now the puzzled look disappeared and the innocent eyes appeared
when she said "I didn't take it!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2003, 09:09 AM:
 
Rated G Peggy

While I was reading the obituaries one day I was surprised to read of a forty year old who had passed away.I told my husband,
"Listen to this, a 40 year old male died from an apparent heart attack."

My nine year old son was listening and asked, "Why would any parent want to give his own kid a heart attack?" [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-14-2003, 08:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

The wedding day was fast approaching.Everything was ready,and nothing could dampen Jennifer's excitement,not even her parents'
nasty divorce.Her mother Sue finally found the PERFECT dress to wear and would be the best dressed mother of the bride EVER!

A week later,Jennifer was horrified to learn her new young stepmother,Barbie,had purchased the same dress as Jennifer's mother's.She asked Barbie to exchange the dress,but Barbie refused,"Absolutely not!I'm going to wear this dress;I'll look like a million in it!"

Jennifer told her mother,who graciously replied,"Never mind dear.I'll get another dress,after all it's YOUR special day, not hers."

Two weeks later,another dress was finally found. When
they stopped for lunch,Jennifer asked her mother,"What
are you going to do with the first dress? Maybe you should
return it.You don't have any place to wear it."

Sue grinned and replied,"Of course,I do,dear!I'm wearing it to the rehearsal dinner!"

Now what woman wouldn't like this story? [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-14-2003, 12:35 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Watching a TV program about conditions in Britain during WW2 with grandson aged 4.

Grandson said "Granddad was it like that when you were alive?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2003, 12:49 PM:
 
Rated G :)Becky

"Hole Ting"

==========
Hole Ting
Hole Ting
Hole Ting
That's what my two-year-old says.
He has developed the habit of wanting it all.
My wife will often offer him a spoonful of food from her plate.
I will break off a piece of what I am eating and hand it to him.
He shakes his head.
He emphatically says, "Hole Ting."
He doesn't want a piece.
He doesn't want a spoonful.

He wants the whole thing.

I wondered, "Where did he get such behavior?"
Who taught him that?
Where did he pick it up?
Hole Ting?

Why didn't he want to share?
Why wasn't he satisfied with what was given to him?
Wasn't the piece sufficient?
The piece was plenty and he could get as many as he could eat.

Why did he want the whole thing?
Was he acting like a child or an adult?

As I watched other children, I saw that it was more innate for
children to want the whole thing.

They wanted the whole toy without sharing.
They wanted all of mama's attention.
They wanted the swing or the tricycle all of the time.

Hole Ting

Many of the conflicts and wars are over the same thing.
People don't want to share.
They want it all.
Hole Ting

It's not just for kids anymore.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2003, 05:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] ........Sue Bee

When your teen is learning to drive, don't yell at them for
knocking off the side mirror of a parked car, compliment them on
missing the rest of the car. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2003, 05:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Azuree

Some cute kid quotes from my niece's NickJr. magazine:


"Mom, it's some man named Fred Ex--can I open the door?"
-Noah, 6, after politely asking "Who is it?" when the doorbell
rang.

"I'm not taking any questions today"
-Sommer, 4, when asked by her grandmother if she'd been a good
girl that day.

"Well, I closed my eyes..."
-Taylor, 2 1/2, in response to the question "How did you sleep
last night?"

"I can't go to sleep--I'm nocturnal!"
-Hannah, 4 1/2, after being told it was past her bedtime.

"The artist forgot to color it in."
-Cory, 5, upon seeing his first black-and-white TV show.

"Allergic is Spanish for sneezing."
-Charley, 4, trying to define an unfamiliar word. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2003, 02:03 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

This is guaranteed to make anyone who has potty trained a kid laugh!

My three year old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly.One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands.It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course, I checked my seven month old daughter, and she was clean. 

Then I realized that Matt had not asked to go potty in a while, so I asked him and he said, "No." I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident and I didn't have any clothes with me.Then I said, " Matt, are you sure you did not have an accident ?"

"No", he replied.  I just knew that he must have, because the smell was getting worse. 

Sooooo.....I asked one more time, "Matt, did you have an accident ?" Matt jumped up, yanked down his pants,

bent over and spread his cheeks and  yelled....  "SEE, MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS !!!"

While 20 people nearly chokedto death on their tacos, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down to eat his food as if nothing happened.

I was mortified!  Some kind, elderly people made me feel a lot better, when they came over and thanked me for the best laugh they had ever had !!! 

Another old gentleman stopped us in the parking lot as we were leaving, bent over to my son and said, "Don't worry son, my wife accuses me of the same thing all the time....I just never had the nerve to make the point like you did." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2003, 03:30 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Janine

Blanche:Why didn't you go to the party, Little Joey?

Little Joey:Because the invitation said "from 4 to 7", and I'm 8. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2003, 03:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

"Hey, Mom," asked Johnny "can you give me twenty dollars?"

"Certainly not."

"If you do," he went on, "I'll tell you what dad said to the maid when you were at the beauty shop."

His mother's ears perked up and, grabbing her purse, she handed
over the money. "Well? What did he say?"

"He said, 'Hey, Marie, make sure you wash my socks tomorrow.' " [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-02-2003, 08:16 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Mary Simpson was almost crazy with her three kids. She
complained to her best friend, "They're driving me nuts. Such
pests, they give me no rest and I'm half-way to the nut hatch."

"What you need is a playpen to separate the kids from yourself,"
her friend said.

So Mary bought a playpen A few days later, her friend called
to ask how things were going.

"Superb! I can't believe it," Mary said. "I get in that pen
with a good book and the kids don't bother me one bit!"
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-07-2003, 08:32 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As the seventh of eight children,my son Isaac is used to hand-me-downs.He was very excited on his eighth birthday,therefore,when we took him to a store to choose a watch.A clerk demonstrated the features to him:

"This is the hour hand,this is the minute hand,and this is the
second hand."

With that,Isaac's face fell."Secondhand? I thought we were
buying a new one!"
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2003, 04:14 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

The two teenagers were arrested for public lewdness and possession of marijuana when they were found naked, each smoking a joint, sitting on the edge of the fountain in the town square.
The arresting officer told them they were entitled to a phone
call, since he was unable to reach either parent.

Some time later, a man entered the station and the sergeant
said, "I suppose you're the kids' lawyer."

"Nope,"the chap replied."I'm just here to deliver them a pizza."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-10-2003, 11:32 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sandy Wright

While driving with my two year old grandson from Chicago to
Wisconsin to pick up his mother at a rock concert we were stuck in a traffic jam. Luckily he slept through most of it, but when he woke up his comments were precious.

Just push them out of the way gramma, or drive over them.

I had to start up a conversation to get his mind off the traffic so I started telling him about how it is to grow up and how he had all kinds of adventures ahead of him. He listened intently until I said the words - when you grow up and become a daddy.
"Oh no gramma. No, No, No! Not me. I'm just going to be a boy!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-22-2003, 08:02 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I overheard my father telling a family friend about my newly-assigned mission in the U.S. Coast Guard. I work on a cutter that escorts all cruise ships and international vessels under the bridges in California's Bay Area.

But what my father told his friend was, "She's involved in some sort of escort service." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-22-2003, 08:16 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Boy 1:
"How did you get that bruise on your arm?"

Boy 2: "I ate some Easter candy."

Boy 1: "Eating Easter candy won't give you a bruise."

Boy 2: "It will if it's your big brother's candy!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-23-2003, 03:54 PM:
 
Rated R [Smile]

Two of the most difficult subjects parents can broach with their
children are death and sexuality.

So when I candidly told my son about masturbation,I explained that it was okay and natural.

I also reminded him that if he did it,all his dead relatives in
heaven would be watching. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-24-2003, 06:06 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele

Esther Cohen was the mother of three, very active small boys.

One summer evening she was playing cops and robbers with them in the back yard after dinner.

One of the boys "shot" his mother and yelled, "Bang! You're dead."

She slumped to the ground and when she didn't get up for 20 minutes,a neighbor came over to see if she had been hurt in the
fall.

When the neighbor bent over,the overworked mother opened one eye
and said, "Shhh. Don't give me away. This is the only chance I've had to rest all day." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-25-2003, 07:23 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Realizing that I'd put on a pound or two,I lamented to my husband, "I'm fat."

And right on cue he said what all good husbands must:"You're not fat." To support his position, he added,"Just look around you at others,and you will see that you are not fat."

But our daughter,a high schooler,saw through it: "Mom,he's grading you on the curve!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-28-2003, 08:42 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A father gave his teenage daughter an untrained pedigree pup for
her birthday.

An hour later,while wandering through the house,he found her
looking at a puddle in the center of the kitchen.

"My pup," she murmured sadly, "runneth over." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2003, 10:17 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Louise

Potato Puppy


My four-year-old son, Shane, had been asking for a puppy for over a month but his Daddy kept saying, "No dogs! A dog will dig up the garden and chase the ducks and kill our rabbits. No dog, and that's final!"

Each night Shane prayed for a puppy, and each morning he was
disappointed when there was no puppy waiting outside. I was
peeling potatoes for dinner, and he was sitting on the floor at my feet asking for the thousandth time, "Why won't Daddy let me have a puppy?"

"Because they are a lot of trouble. Don't cry. Maybe Daddy will
change his mind someday," I encouraged him. "No, he won't and I'll never have a puppy in a million years," Shane wailed. I looked
into his dirty, tear-streaked face. How could we deny him his one
wish? So I said the words that were first spoken by Eve, "I know a way to make Daddy change his mind."

"Really?" Shane wiped away his tears and sniffed. I handed him a
potato. "Take this and carry it with you until it turns into a
puppy," I whispered. "Never let it out of your sight for one
minute. Keep it with you all the time, and on the third day, tie a string around it and drag it around the yard and see what happens!"

Shane grabbed the potato with both hands. "Mama, how do you make a potato into a puppy?" He turned it over and over in his little hands. "Shh! It's a secret!" I whispered and sent him on his
way."Lord, you know what a woman must do to keep peace in her home!" I prayed.

Shane faithfully carried his potato around for two days, he slept
with it, bathed with it and talked to it.

On the third day I said to my husband, "We really should get a pet for Shane." "What makes you think he needs a pet?" my husband leaned against the doorway. "Well, he's been carrying a potato around with him for days. He calls it Wally and says it is his pet. He sleeps with it on his pillow and right now he has a string tied to it and he's dragging it around the yard," I said. "A
potato?" my husband asked and looked out the window and watched Shane taking his potato for a walk.

"It will break his heart when the potato gets mushy and rots," I
said and started getting out food for lunch. "Besides, every time I try to peel potatoes for dinner, Shane cries because he says I'm killing Wally's family."

"A potato?" my husband asked, "My son has a pet potato?" "Well," I said shrugging, "you said he couldn't have a puppy. He was so disappointed, in his mind he decided he had to have a
pet...." "That's crazy!" my husband said. "Maybe you're right, but explaine to me why he is dragging that potato around the yard on a string," I said. My husband watched our son for a few
minutes. "I'll bring home a puppy tonight. I'll stop by the animal shelter after work. I guess a puppy can't be that much trouble," he sighed, "It's better than a potato."

That night Shane's Daddy brought home a wiggling puppy and a
pregnant white cat that he took pity on while he was at the
shelter. Everyone was happy. My husband thought he'd saved his son from a nervous breakdown. Shane had a puppy, a cat and five kittens and belived his Mother had magic powers that could change a potato into a puppy. And I was happy because I got my potato back and cooked it for dinner.

Everything was perfect until one evening when I was cooking
dinner, Shane tugged on my dress and asked, "Mama, do you think I could have a pony for my birthday?"

I looked into his sweet little face and said, "Well, first we have to take a watermelon........" [Big Grin]

Author Unknown
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-01-2003, 10:45 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

None Of These Diseases


A teenage boy and his grandfather go fishing one day. While
fishing, the old man starts talking about how times have changed.

The young man picks up on this and starts talking about the
various problems and diseases going around.

Teen says,"Grandpa,they didn't have a whole lot of problems with all these diseases when you were young did they?"

Grandpa replies,"Nope."

Teen says,"Well,what did you guys use for safe sex?"

Grandpa replies,"A wedding ring." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-11-2003, 07:53 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Alex

As a vacation for the parents more than the kids,some people
send their kids to camp. Imagine how frantic one Mother became
when she received a post card with:

"Dear Mom,I told you ifyou made me go to camp something terrible would happen. Well,it did.

Love, Bonnie." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-11-2003, 07:55 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

On Mother's Day,my seven-year-old son couldn't wait to present me with a book of poetry he had written about me.Part of it was an acrostic of my name,Victoria,with an adjective describing me next to each letter.

Beside "I" he had written "intelligent," next to the "C,"
"caring,"and for the "O," "outstanding." I was swelling with
pride until I came to the final "A." Next to it my son had written "able to scream." [Big Grin]

[ 05-12-2003, 01:59 PM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-12-2003, 01:57 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"A little boy forgot his lines in a Sunday School presentation.
His mother,sitting in the front row to prompt him,gestured and
formed the words silently with her lips, but it didn't help.Her
son's memory was blank.Finally, she leaned forward and whispered the cue,"I am the light of the world."

The child beamed and with great feeling and a loud,clear voice
said, "My mother is the light of the world!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-14-2003, 07:21 AM:
 
Rated G [Frown] Lorraine

Henry's son,David,burst into the house, crying.

His mother asked him what the problem was.

"Daddy and I were fishing, and he hooked a giant fish. Really big.Then,while he was reeling it in,the line busted and the fish got away."

"Now come on, David," his mother said, "a big boy like you
shouldn't be crying about an accident like that. You should have just laughed it off."

"But that's just what I did, Mommy." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-16-2003, 05:58 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

A two and a half year old walked into the bathroom while her mother was putting on make-up."I'm going to look just like you
mommy!"she announced.

"Maybe,when you grow up," her mother told her.

"No Mommy,tomorrow.I just put on that 'Oil of Old Lady' you
always use." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-17-2003, 02:10 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Charlie in Topeka

"Have you been a good girl?" the mother asked when she

"Yes, Ma'am!" the daughter said. All those men told me I was VERY good!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-20-2003, 07:42 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A grandmother and her cute little granddaughter went to the mall. While shopping, they became separated.

Security saw the sobbing little girl and asked her name.

She responded, "Shana-Punam-Kenahorah-Poo- Poo-Poo."

The security person asked the child again for her name.

She said, again, "My name is Shana-Punam-Kenahorah-Poo-Poo-Poo."

So he announced over the PA that he has a cute brown eyed, brown haired little girl who has lost her grandma - please come to the Information Center to claim "Shana-Punam-Kenahorah-Poo-Poo-Poo."

Five grandmas came running to claim her!!!!! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bill Gabel (Member # 1105) on 05-21-2003, 10:51 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the employees home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered,

"Hello?" Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster the boss asked,

"Is your Daddy home?"

"Yes", whispered Little Johnny. May I talk with him?" the man asked.

To the surprise of the boss, Little Johnny whispered, "No".

Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is Mommy there?"

"Yes", came the answer. "May I talk with her?"

Again Little Johnny whispered, "No." Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child.

"Is there any one there besdies you?" the boss asked the child.

"Yes", whispered Little Johnny, "A policeman."

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"

"No, he's busy", whispered Little Johnny.

"Busy doing what?" asked the boss.

"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman", came the whispered answer.

Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicotor through the ear piece on the phone theboss asked, "What is that noise?"

"A hello-copper", answered the whispering Little Johnny.

"What is going on there?" asked the boss. now alarmed.

In an awed whispering voice Little Johnny annswered, The search team just landed the hello-copper!"

Alarmed, concerned and more than just a little frustrated the boss asked, Why are they there?"

Still whispering, Little Johnny replied along with a muffled giggle, "They're looking for Me!"
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-21-2003, 11:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] Baby Blues

From a Frustrated Father:


When I was a youngster,I was disciplined by being sent to my room without supper.But my son has in his room a color television, a computer,a CD player and a radio.So where should I send him?

I decided to send him to my room. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-23-2003, 07:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A little boy went up to his Mother and asked:"Mom,where did all of my intelligence come from?"

The Mother replied:"Well,son,you must have gotten it from your
father,because I still have mine." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-25-2003, 04:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] Lorraine

I was driving my four year old son to the store with me when I
took a drink of water.

Being the law-abiding son he is he gasps and screams"Mommy you can't drink and drive!!!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-26-2003, 03:44 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A boy,frustrated with all the rules he had to follow,asked his
father,"Dad, how soon will I be old enough to do as I please?"

The father answered immediately, "I don't know. Nobody has lived
that long yet." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-30-2003, 12:48 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] : Michele

My three-year old daughter was talking to me while I shaved.The
topic was cartoons,television and reality.She was going into
great detail about the characters in the Dragon Tales cartoon.

When she finished I said, "Honey, are cartoons real?"

"No." was her brief reply.

"Is TV real?" I said looking at her.

"No."

"I'm glad you know those things aren't real," I said patting her
head.

"You know what's real?" she asked wide-eyed.

"You tell me."

"Monsters are real!" she said walking out.

"No they're not!" I called after her.

"Yes they are!"

"No they're not!"

"Yes they are!"

"No, honey," I said. "Those scary things that occasionally come
into our house are only Mommy's family..." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-30-2003, 01:06 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A little boy asked his mother why the minister got a month's
vacation while his Dad only got two weeks.

The Mother answered,"Well, son, if he's a good minister, he needs it.If he isn't, the congregation needs it." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2003, 11:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

Late one Saturday evening, I was awakened by the ringing of my phone. In a sleepy grumpy voice I said hello. The party on the other end of the line paused for a moment before rushing breathlessly into a lengthy speech.

"Mom, this is Susan and I'm sorry I woke you up, but I had to call because I'm going to be a little late getting home. See, Dad's car has a flat but it's not my fault. Honest! I don't know what happened. The tire just went flat while we were inside the theater. Please don't be mad, okay?"

Since I don't have any daughters, I knew the person had misdialed.

"I'm sorry dear, "I replied, "but you've reached the wrong number. I don't have a daughter named Susan."

"Gosh, Mom, "came the young woman's voice, "I didn't think you'd be this mad." [eyes]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2003, 11:58 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A teenage girl had been talking on the phone for about half an hour, and then she hung up.

"Wow!," said her father, "That was short. You usually talk for two hours. What happened?"

"Wrong number," replied the girl
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2003, 06:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A little boy was looking out the bay window early one morning and asked his mother, "Mommy, why does the grass look wet?"

She replied, "It's dew."

With an exasperated tone the little boy replied, "O.K., Why DO the grass look wet?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2003, 02:28 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A woman brought her 4-month-old baby to visit her neighbor.The
baby began to fuss soon after they arrived.

The 5-year-old son of the neighbor she visited said,"Where did
you get him?"

"He was sent from Heaven," the mother replied.

As the infant continued to cry and yell,the little boy said,"I
bet I know why he was sent from Heaven.God wanted it quiet up
there!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Kris Brunton (Member # 432) on 06-03-2003, 11:37 AM:
 
Rated AA

COPS AND KIDS

There was a city cop on his horse waiting to cross the street when a little boy on his shiny new bike stopped beside
him."Nice bike,"the cop said,"did Santa bring it to you?" "Yep," the little boy said,"he sure did!"

The cop looked the bike over and handed the boy a $20 ticket for a safety violation. The cop said, "next year tell Santa to
put a reflector light on the back of it."

The young boy looked up at the cop and said, "nice horse you have there sir, did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yes, he sure did,"chuckled the cop.

The little boy looked up at the cop and said, "next year tell Santa to put the dick underneath the horse instead of on top."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-03-2003, 04:16 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

This just in: Scientists have discovered that teenagers are crazy.

Okay,you knew that,and I knew that,and anyone who's ever been
like,totally within 10 feet of,like, a teenager, omigawd, soooo
knew that. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2003, 10:59 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Amanpreet heard a rumor that his father,grandfather and great
grandfather had all walked on water on their 21st birthdays.

So,on his 21st birthday,Amanpreet his good friend Brian
headed out to the lake. "If they did it, I can too!" he insisted.

When Amanpreet and Brian arrived at the lake,they rented a boat and began paddling.When the got to the middle of the lake,
Amanpreet stepped off of the side of the boat... and nearly drowned.

Furious and somewhat shamed,he and Brian headed for home.

When Amanpreet arrived back at the family farm,he asked his
grandmother for an explanation."Grandma, why can I not walk
on water like my father,and his father,and his father before him?"

The feeble old grandmother took Amanpreet by the hands,looked
into his eyes,and explained, "That's because your father,
grandfather,and great-grandfather were born in January... you were born in July, dear."
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 11:05 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Four-year-old Little PHIL asked, "Mommy,where do babies come from?

"The stork, dear." replied PHIL'S Mom.

"Mommy,who keeps bad people from robbing our house?" Asked Little PHIL.

PHIL'S mother answer, "The police, dear."

"Mommy, if our house was on fire, who would save us?"

"The fire department, dear."

"Mommy, where does food come from?"

"Farmers, dear."

"Mommy?"

"Yes, dear?"

"What do we need Daddy for?" [Confused] [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 03:00 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Tom in Colorado

My son had just turned 15 when I finally decided to talk to him
about sex.To ensure private time,I brought him on a ski trip and
began our talk on the chair lift so he couldn't escape.

"Do you know about girls and babies?" I asked.

He nodded but cut me off.

The next ride up the ski lift,I brought it up again,only to have
him look away in silence.

On the third lift,already knowing I had waited too long, I bluntly asked,"Son, would you like to talk about sex?"

"Damn, Dad," he responded, "is that all you ever think about?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 03:03 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My mother, my son (who is now three years old) and I were in a
local department store.Byron,my son,brought along his toy
soldier doll.

He ended up leaving the toy in my mother's cart, but I didn't know this at the time and I asked him,"Byron, where is your little man?"

He looked very confused, touched the front of his pants and said, with utmost sincerity, "It's right here, Mom!"

I was floored, although everyone else in the store seemed to be
very amused! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-12-2003, 09:10 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Baby Blues

Happy Father's Day All You Dad's
The best thing to spend on your children is time.

TOUCH OF WONDER By Arthur Gordon


When I was about 13 and my brother 10,our father promised to take us to the circus.But then at lunchtime there was a phone call--some urgent business that required his attention downtown--and we braced ourselves for disappointment.But then we heard him
say,"No, I won't be able to come down.It's going to have to
wait."

He came back to the table and mother smiled, "The circus keeps
coming back,you know."

"I know," he said,"but childhood doesn't."

After all these years I remember that moment. And I knew from the sudden glow of warmth that no kindness is ever really wasted or completely lost.Because the only thing you take with you to
heaven is your family. [Smile]

...........and this my friends is what life is all about. [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-14-2003, 04:39 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

THE FATHERHOOD CYCLE


4 years: "My Daddy can do anything."

7 years: "My Dad knows a lot, a whole lot."

12 years: "Oh, well - naturally - Father doesn't know that either."

14 years: "Father? Hopelessly old-fashioned."

21 years: "Oh, that man is so out-of-date. What did you expect?"

25 years: "He knows a little bit about it - but not much."

30 years: "Maybe we ought to find out what Dad thinks."

35 years: "Let's ask Dad what he would do before we make a
decision."

40 years: "I wonder what Dad would have thought about that? He was pretty smart."

50 years: "My Dad knew absolutely everything."

60 years: "I'd give anything if Dad were here so I could talk this over with him. I really miss that man." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-16-2003, 06:49 AM:
 
Rated [Smile] Alex

A man took his little boy to the zoo for the very first time.

Each time they would see a new animal the little boy would ask,
"What's that?" And each time the father would explain.

When they came to a pen with a very large bird inside the father said, "And that, Timmy,is a Stork."

The boy stood there for a few moments and then began to wave and say, "Hi! I'm Timmy!"

After several times of repeating this he finally turned to his father and exclaimed, "Guess I'm all grown up, Dad, he doesn't recognize me." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-16-2003, 06:56 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

CHILDREN GO THROUGH FOUR LIFE STAGES WITH DAD:


1) They call you da-da.
2) They call you daddy.
3) They call you dad.
4) They call you collect. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-18-2003, 06:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Family Album


A young boy was looking through the family album and asked his mother, "Who's this guy on the beach with you with all the muscles and curly hair?"

"That's your father."

"Then who's that old bald-headed fat man who lives with us now?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-19-2003, 07:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY?


You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
--Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
--Kirsten, age 10

WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?

Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
--Camille, age 10

No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
--Freddie, age 6

HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?

You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
--Derrick, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?

Both don't want any more kids.
--Lori, age 8

WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?

Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
--Lynnette, age 8

On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
--Martin, age 10

WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?

I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
--Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?

When they're rich.
--Pam, age 7

The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
--Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
--Howard, age 8

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?

I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing.
I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out.
--Theodore, age 8

It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
--Anita, age 9

HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?


There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
--Kelvin, age 8

"And the #1 Favourite is........"

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?

Tell your wife that she looks pretty even if she looks like a truck.
--Ricky, age 10
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 06:37 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails any more. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your chips without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen" Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate" Nikka - age 6

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore," Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine - age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed on to his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 12:36 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile] Lorraine

A small girl suddenly sees her father coming out from the
bathroom, and asks her mom:

- Mom, what is it that daddy has?

- Well, my girl, it is a daddy thing... If he didn't have it you
wouldn't be here, (... pause ...), and me, perhaps, too. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 03:41 PM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 07:18 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 07:31 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 08:57 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 12:34 PM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-29-2003, 07:24 PM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2003, 08:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:27 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:43 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:53 PM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 05:42 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 05:31 PM:
 
Rated X [Eek!]

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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-09-2003, 07:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-09-2003, 07:59 AM:
 
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]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 08:10 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]


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~
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 03:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Becky

My Dad and I were talking the other night about love and what marriage to my Mom would be like. The minister asked my Mom, "Do you take this man to be your husband." And she said, "I do."

Then the minister asked my Dad, "Do you take this woman to be your wife," and my Mom said, "He does." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-17-2003, 08:03 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One evening I had to attend a business meeting,and so I left my two sons with John.He cooked dinner and later, while cleaning up,called out, "Does your mom have any SOS?"

Apparently not hearing him clearly, my 14-year-old in the other room said, "Yeah, once a month." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 07:26 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As I was dropping my son off at daycare the other day, I
overheard some of the children talking about their siblings.

"My brother takes karate lessons," bragged one.

"My sister takes gymnastics," said another.

Not to be outdone, the youngest piped up, "My sister takes antibiotics!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2003, 01:44 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Father: "Daughter today you are 18 years old. Take this check to your mother, tell her it is her last child support check, and watch the expression on her face".

Daughter: "Okay Dad."

Daughter: "Mom , Dad said to tell you that this is the last child support check you will get and to watch the expression on your face."

Mother: "Thanks sweetie, now go tell him he is not your real father and watch the expression on his face." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-22-2003, 10:12 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

While in our local supermarket,I noticed a man who was shopping with his young son.

The man checkedan item off his list,then turned to the boy and
whispered conspiratorially, "Remember son, if we really mess this up,your mother won't ever ask us to do it again." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-31-2003, 07:54 AM:
 
Rated PG [Smile] sonata

There was this little girl staring out her bedroom window, watchingtwo dogs screw in the street.

In curiosity she called for her father to explain what they were
doing.

Her father entered the room and asked what was wrong.

The girl then said,"Father what are those two dogs doing ?"

The father hesitantly replied, "Why, one of the dogs got hurt, andthe other is helping it to an animal hospital."

The girl jumped to her feet and said,"It's just like with humans,Daddy, you try to help someone and you get screwed." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-31-2003, 10:15 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When the Brooks family moved into their new house, a visiting
relative asked five-year-old Alex how he liked the new place.

"It's terrific," he said. "I have my own room, Mike has his own
room, and Susie has her own room. But poor mom is still in with
dad." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-04-2003, 07:01 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At the company water cooler,I bragged about my children's world
travels:one son was teaching in Bolivia,another was working in
southern Italy,and my daughter was completing a yearlong research project in India.

One co-worker's quip, however, stopped me short.

"What is it about you," he asked, "that makes your kids want to
get so far away?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-04-2003, 12:57 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Hank in Simi Valley

One day a sweet little girl became puzzled about her origin.

"How did I get here, Mommy?" she asked.

Her mommy replied, using a well-worn phrase, "Why, God sent you Honey."

"And did God send you too Mommy?" she continued.

'Yes Sweetheart, He did."

"And Daddy, Grandma & Grandpa, & their moms and dads too?"

" Yes Honey, all of them too."

The child shook her head in disbelief. "So you're telling me there's been no sex in this family for over 200 years? No wonder everyone is so damn grouchy!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-04-2003, 04:05 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] NANCY IN WESTCHESTER

Tommy had reached school age. Mother managed with a blast of propaganda to make him enthusiastic about the idea.She bought him lots of new clothes,told him of the new friends he'd meet and so on.

Came the first day,he eagerly went off and came back home with a lot of glowing reports about school.

Next morning when she woke him up,he asked "What for?" She told him it was time to get ready for school.

"What,again?" he asked. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-14-2003, 09:10 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Smile]

'Have a Safe Trip'

A TEENAGER who had just received her learner's permit offered
to drive her parents to church. After a wild ride, they finally
reached their destination.

The driver's mother got out of the car and said, "Thank you."

"Anytime," her daughter replied.

As the woman slammed the door, she said, "I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to God." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2003, 12:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Diane in Las Vegas

                  THINGS TO THINK ABOUT!


1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk.Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and shut up.

2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your own children.

3. Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young.

4. Children seldom misquote you.In fact,they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

5. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.

6. We child proofed our homes,but they are still getting in.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2003, 06:35 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

"Papa," said the farmers son, "you were a sheepherder in your
younger days, perhaps you can tell me where virgin wool comes
from."

"Virgin wool, my son, comes from the sheep the herders couldn't
catch." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2003, 03:14 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Father to son. "Well, son now that you've found yourself, who are you?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-23-2003, 06:06 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Having lost weight over the past few years,a woman was discarding things from her wardrobe that no longer fit.

Her seven-year-old daughter was watching as she held up a huge
pair of slacks.

"Wow," the woman said, "I must have worn these when I was a
hundred and eighty."

Her daughter looked puzzled and asked, "How old are you now?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-03-2003, 09:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele

My husband and I decided to take our two children,then ages seven and three,to our favorite "adult" restaurant for the first time.

The younger child refused to stay in her seat and danced around
our table. Her sister, tears rolling down her face, laughed loudly at the three-year-old's antics and pounded the table.

Beet-red with embarrassment, my husband warned them through
clenched teeth, "If you don't start behaving, you'll never eat out with us again!"

The man at the next table leaned over to his wife. "Look dear," he
said. "Quality time!"
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-03-2003, 09:49 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

As a mother was bribing her little boy with a quarter so he would behave, she said, "Why do I always have to pay you to be good,why can't you be good for nothing like your dad?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2003, 07:33 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A young mother paying a visit to a doctor friend and his wife made no attempt to restrain her five-year-old son, who was ransacking anadjoining room.

But finally,an extra loud clatter of bottles did prompt her to say,"I hope, doctor, you don't mind Johnny being in there."

"No," said the doctor calmly,"He'll be quiet when he gets to the poisons." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2003, 01:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] B.B.

The proud father brought home a backyard swing set for his children and immediately started to assemble it with all the neighborhood children anxiously waiting to play on it.

After several hours of reading the directions, attempting to fit bolt A into slot B, etc., he finally gave up and called upon an old handyman working in a neighboring yard.

The old-timer came over, threw the directions away, and in a short while had the set completely assembled.

It's beyond me," said the father, "how you got it together without even reading instructions."

"To tell the truth," replied the old-timer, "I can't read, and when you can't read, you've got to think." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 08:53 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A college freshman comes home for Christmas after being away all
semester. Her father looks her up and down, then says, "Aren't you a lot fatter than when you went away?"

"Yes I am, Dad," the girl admits. "I weigh 140 pounds stripped for gym."

The father stares at her for a moment in horrified amazement.
Finally, he shouts, "Well, tell me this: Just who in the devil is Jim?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 09:17 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Little Noah came into the house with a new harmonica. "Grandpa, do you mind if I play this in here?"

"Of course not, Noah. I love music. In fact, when your grandma and I were young, music saved my life."

"What happened?"

"Well, it was during the famous Johnstown flood.The dam broke and when the water hit out house it knocked it right off the foundation.Grandma got on the dining room table and floated out safely."

"How about you?"

"Me? I accompanied her on the piano!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 08:19 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele

A teenaged girl asks her parents to let her test drive the new
car. They are very doubtful, but finally agree. When she comes
back a few hours later, they want to hear about how it went.

She looks at them nervously, and says, "Do you want me to tell you now or do you want to read about it in the newspaper tomorrow?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2003, 09:55 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

A six-year-old comes crying to his mother because his little
sister pulled his hair."Don't be angry," the mother says,"Your little sister doesn't realize that pulling hair hurts."

A short while later,there's more crying,and the mother goes to investigate.

This time the sister is bawling and her brother says,"She knows now." [Big Grin]

[ 09-14-2003, 06:26 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 06:26 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Father:
Now, Michael, don't be selfish.Let your sister have the sled half the time.

Michael: I do Dad.I have it going downhilland she has it going up. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 09:13 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

A few moments after the daughter announced her engagement,her Father asked,"Does this fellow have any money?"

The daughter shook her head sadly."Oh Daddy! You men are all alike."

Sighing deeply,she replied,"That's exactly what he asked me about you." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 09:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

I thought I told you to keep an eye on your cousin," the mother said."Where is he?"

"Well," her son replied thoughtfully, "if he knows as much about canoeing as he thinks he does, he's out canoeing.If he knows as little as I think he does,he's out swimming." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-16-2003, 12:13 PM:
 
Rated PG [Eek!]

Brian Hester invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal, Brian's mother couldn't help but keep noticing how beautiful Brian's roommate, Stephanie, was. Mrs. Hester had long been suspicious of a relationship between Brian and Stephanie, and this had only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two react, Mrs. Hester started to wonder if there was more between Brian and Stephanie, than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you Stephanie and I are just roommates." About a week later, Stephanie came to Brian saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?" Brian said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll send her an e-mail just to be sure." So he sat down and wrote: Dear Mother, I'm not saying that you "did" take the gravy ladle from the house, I'm not saying that you "did not" take the gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

Love,
Brian

Several days later, Brian received a letter from his mother that read: Dear Son, I'm not saying that you "do" sleep with Stephanie, and I'm not saying that you "do not" sleep with Stephanie. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.

Love,
Mom

LESSON OF THE DAY: NEVER LIE TO YOUR MOTHER [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2003, 02:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

I began thinking about my own mortality after I became a widow.
One day my daughter called home from college,and I announced to
her, "I think it's time for us to talk about where I would like to be buried."

"It's way too soon to even think of anything like that," she
snapped indignantly.Then there was a brief silence.

"Wait a minute,did you say married or buried?"

When I repeated buried,she said,"Oh, okay,sure." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2003, 05:07 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

I was having lunch with my nine-year-old son, when the waitress
came by to ask if we wanted a drink. "I'll have a decapitated
coffee," my son said facetiously. The waitress smiled and poured
him a cup.

Not to be outdone, she later returned with the coffeepot and
said, "Can I put a head on that for you?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2003, 05:55 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

A 4-year-old son was eating an apple in the back seat of the car,when he asked,"Daddy,why is my apple turning brown?"

"Because," his dad explained,"after you ate the skin off,the
meat of the apple came into contact with the air, which caused it to oxidize.That changes the molecular structure and turns it into a different color."

There was a long silence.Then the son asked softly,"Daddy, are
you talking to me?"
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-19-2003, 12:02 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Lorraine

A young boy about five or six years was talking on the telephone.

As his Dad listened on, the youngster told his grandparents dejectedly, "Mom is in the hospital, so the twins and Suzie and Billy and Sally and Max-the-dog and me and Dad are home all alone." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-23-2003, 08:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] JerseyT

My kids love going to the Web, and they keep track of their
passwords by writing them on Post-it notes.

I noticed their Disney password was "MickeyMinnieGoofyPluto," and so I asked why it was so long.

"Because," my son explained, "they say it has to have at least
four characters." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-24-2003, 08:06 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] KNJ

Smooth Operators


My teenager was headed to school one morning when I told him that the neck tag on his shirt was hanging out.

"I know",he replied."It's a fad me and some of the guys started".

Weeks later,as the style persisted,I commented:"I can't stand
it! Every time I see that, I want to fix it for you." I gently
tucked the tag in place and rumpled his hair.

"Yeah," he said, smiling slyly. "All the girls do." [Big Grin]

Readers Digest
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-24-2003, 08:22 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

One evening, long ago, the family was having dinner.My father was always giving special attention to my 3 year old sister. He put her food on her plate, and then to be sure that it was cool
enough, he leaned over and blew on her food for what seemed like a long time.

Finally, my little sister had enough of looking at the big bald
spot on dad's head. With all the contempt that a 3-year old could muster, she said, "Eat your own dinner!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-25-2003, 05:59 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] KNJ

My husband,Cal,grew increasingly displeased as our teenage
daughter and her boyfriend studied in her room late one evening.

Finally losing patience shortly after midnight,he knocked
sharply on her door.

Her boyfriend immediately opened it and asked if something was wrong.

"I have to ask you to move your car," Cal told him.

"Oh, sure. Is it in someone's way?"

"No," Cal replied, "it's at the wrong address."

--Reader's Digest
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-25-2003, 06:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] KNJ


As the father of five young children, I commented at the dinner table one evening that they hadn't missed me while I was away on a two-week business trip.

But my six-year-old daughter explained, "That's because Mommy never told us you were gone." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-28-2003, 06:49 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Things I have learned from my Children. For those with no children - thisis totally hysterical! For those who already have children past this age,this ishilarious.

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 yethad children,this is birth control. READ to the end!! The following came from ananonymous Mother in Austin, Texas:

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

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

3. A 3 year old's 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 strongenough to rotate a 42-pound boy wearing Batman underwear and a Supermancape.It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room.

5. You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a 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 bya 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.

10. Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year child.

11. Play dough and microwave should not 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 don't 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 earthworms dizzy.

22. It will, however, make cats dizzy.

23. Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.

24. The mind of a 6-year old is wonderful. First grade...true story: One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of the Three Little Pigs to her class. She came to the part of the story where the first pig wastrying to accumulate the building materials for his home. She read: "And so the pig went up to the man with the wheelbarrow full of straw and said,'Pardon me sir, but may I have some of that straw to build my house?'" The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you think that man said?"One little boy raised his hand and said, "I think he said...'Holy crap! A talking pig!'" The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.

25. 60% of men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid... [Big Grin]

[ 10-10-2003, 07:53 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2003, 07:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Embarrassed]

One day I took my 6-year-old son with me to visit a friend at
work. Everyone there knew me, and I was offered a cup of coffee.

That day, as one of the employees went to make more coffee, my son followed her and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm making your mom's favorite drink," she answered.

Imagine my shock when I heard my son say, "Wow! You know how to make beer?" [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2003, 07:57 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

A friend of mine was a philosophy major during his first semester in college.One day in a seminar class,they spent a great deal of time debating whether the glass was half full or half empty.

After the class,my friend was feeling pretty good about himself
and what he was learning at university,so when he went home,he
tried to continue the discussion with his family.With maximum
drama,he took a 12 ounce glass from the cupboard and poured in 6
ounces of water.Then took it into the dining room and placed it
in the middle of the table.He proudly asked his family,"Can anyone tell me whether this glass is half full or half empty."

Without missing a beat,his grandmother replied,"Depends if
you're drinking or pouring." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-20-2003, 01:17 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

When my son first start dating he said, "I want to marry a good
woman, a smart woman, one who'll be a good mother to our kids, a
woman who will make me happy."

I told him he'd better make up his mind. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 07:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] Michele

My three-year-old daughter and I went shopping with my mother.A
rather large woman,Mom sometimes has a tough time finding just
the right fit.

When my mother picked out a yellow suit,my daughter went into the dressing room with her.A moment later Mom asked her how she liked the outfit.

My daughter replied,"Oh, Nana, you look so pretty---just like a
big yellow school bus."

The suit stayed in the dressing room. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 08:24 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

When my daughter was three, we watched Snow White And The Seven
Dwarfs for the first time. The wicked queen appeared, disguised as
an old lady selling apples, and my daughter was spellbound.

Then Snow White took a bite of the poisoned apple and fell to the
ground unconscious. As the apple rolled away, my daughter spoke
up. "See, Mom? She doesn't like the skin either." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 01:17 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Laws of Parenting


*The later you stay up, the earlier your child will wake up the
next morning.

*For a child to become clean, something else must become dirty.

*Toys multiply to fill any space available.

*The longer it takes you to make a meal, the less your child will
like it.

*Yours is always the only child who doesn't behave.

*If the shoe fits...it's expensive.

*The surest way to get something done is to tell a child not to do it.

*The gooier the food, the more likely it is to end up on the
carpet.

*Backing the car out of the driveway causes your child to have to go to the bathroom.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2003, 07:30 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

Little Sally was spending the weekend with her grandmother after a particularly trying week in kindergarten.Her grandmother decided to take her to the park on Saturday morning.It had been snowing all night and everything was beautiful.

Her grandmother remarked..."doesn't it look like an artist painted this scenery? Did you know God painted this just for you?"

Sally said,"Yes,God did it and he did it left-handed."

This confused her grandmother a bit,and she asked her,"What
makes you say God did this with his left hand?"

"Well," said Sally,"we learned at Sunday School last week that
Jesus sits on God's right hand!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2003, 07:32 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lainey

A large family who had just moved into a new neighborhood was anxious to make a good impression,but the neighbors seemed cold and made no overtures of welcome.

The mother of the brood was overjoyed when finally her youngest
son ran in and announced happily,"Mommy,the lady down the street
asked my name today!"

"Oh, how nice!" exclaimed the mother enthusiastically.

"And then what did she do?"

"Then she gave it to the policeman." the boy said. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2003, 01:56 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Freeloader

The teenager ask's his father for a few words of wisdom before he leaves to move into his own apartment.

His father looks at him for a couple of seconds and says "Never
fry bacon while you're naked" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 08:36 AM:
 
Rated G [Big Grin]

A TEENAGER who had just received her learner's permit offered
to drive her parents to church.After a wild ride,they finally
reached their destination.

The driver's mother got out of the car and said, "Thank you."

"Anytime," her daughter replied.

As the woman slammed the door, she said, "I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to God." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 01:19 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

It was one of the worst days of my life:The washing machine
broke down,the telephone kept ringing,my head ached,and the
mail carrier brought a bill I had no money to pay.Almost to the breaking point,I lifted my one-year-old into his high chair, leaned my head against the tray,and began to cry.

Without a word,my son took his pacifier out of his mouth and
stuck it in mine. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 01:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

One afternoon a little boy was playing outdoors. He used his
mother's broom as a horse and had a wonderful time until it was
getting dark. He left the broom on the back porch. His mother was cleaning up the kitchen when she realized that her broom was
missing. She asked the little boy about the broom and he told her where it was.

She then asked him to please go get it. The little boy informed
his mom that he was afraid of the dark and didn't want to go out
to get the broom.

His mother smiled and said, 'The Lord is out there too, don't be
afraid'.

The little boy opened the back door a little and said, 'Lord if
you're out there, hand me the broom'. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 03:35 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A father,who worked away from home all week,always made a special effort with his family at the weekends. Every Sunday morning he would take his daughter out for a drive in the car.

One particular Sunday however, he was so full of a cold that he really didn't feel like driving at all.

Luckily,his wife came to the rescue and decided that for this week she would take their daughter out.

They returned just before lunch and the little girl ran upstairs to see her father.

"Well" the father asked,"did you enjoy your ride with mummy?"

"Oh yes Daddy" the girl replied, "and do you know what... we didn't see a single bastard!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 03:39 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The parents of two boys (14 and 16 year-olds) went on a trip for the weekend with friends. They left early Friday morning and the boys were left alone at home.

That evening the younger boy made the suggestion that they take their dad's car,pick up some girls and go to the local disco.

The 16 year-old boy could drive a bit but was too scared. After some nagging he gave in and off they went to enjoy the evening.
When they got back to the car after a lot of discothequeing, they noticed a huge dent in the rear of the car - someone must have bumped into the car and drove off.

Frantically they phoned their friends to find a panelbeater-
spraypainter to fix their dad's car.

Finally they found one who said they must have the car at his house early next morning. The car was fixed properly and they parked it back in the garage that afternoon.

Their parents returned the next day but the boys were too terrified to say anything about the accident.

The father went to get something from the garage, came back very amazed and said to the family in the lounge,"A miracle has happened!

A guy drove into the back of my car on Thursday and now it is fixed without a scratch!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2003, 09:43 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My husband was bending over to tie my three-year-old's shoes.
That's when I noticed my son, Ben, staring at my husband's head.

He gently touched the slightly thinning spot of hair and said in a concerned voice, "Daddy, you have a hole in your head. Does it hurt?"

After a pause, I heard my husband's murmured reply, "Not
physically." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2003, 09:47 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Mom

Weary of constantly picking clothes up from the floor of her son's room, a mother finally laid down the law: each item of clothing she had to pick up would cost her son 25 cents.

By the end of the week, he owed her $1.50.She received the money promptly,along with a 50 cent tip and a note that read, "Thanks, Mom;keep up the good work." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2003, 01:48 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Kathryn's 5-year-old developed a strong interest in spelling once she learned to spell STOP. After that, she tried to figure out her own words.From the back seat of the car she'd ask,"Mom, what does FGRPL spell?"

"Nothing," Kathryn said.

Sitting at breakfast she'd suddenly ask,"Mom, what does DOEB
spell?"

"Nothing," Kathryn answered.

This went on for several weeks.Then one afternoon as they sat
coloring in her room she asked,"Mom,what does LMDZ spell?"

Kathryn smiled at her and said,"Nothing,sweetheart."

The 5-year-old carefully set down her crayon,sighed and said, "Boy, there sure are a lot of ways to spell Nothing!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2003, 01:51 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

We childproofed our home 3 years ago and they're still getting in! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-11-2003, 07:45 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Sound travels slowly.Sometimes the things you say when your kids
are teenagers don't reach them till they're in their 40s. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-13-2003, 09:39 AM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

Dad took his little boy to Walmart. Of course, as you walk in the
machines with prizes in them are irresistible. Dad gives in as he
wants the boy to be occupied.

The kid inserts 2 quarters. and gets the little clear balls with
toys inside. The kid removes the toy, puts the little plastic
covers in his back pockets and they continue on in to shop.

Now they are standing in line waiting to check out. The boy is by
now bored and fussy -- becoming very irritable and dad's
frustration is mounting.

Finally, dad picks the kid up and sits him firmly down on the
counter. The boy immediately starts wailing and dad says "Stop
that!"

The son replies between screams, "But dad, you busted my little
balls!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2003, 12:38 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

Teddy came thundering down the stairs, much to his father's
annoyance.

"Teddy," he called, "how many more times have I got to tell you to come downstairs quietly?

Now, go back upstairs and come down like a civilized human being."

There was a silence,and Teddy reappeared in the front room.

"That's better," said his father, "now in future will you always
come down stairs like that."

"Suits me," said Teddy. "I slid down the railing." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-19-2003, 12:16 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Laws of Parenting


-- The later you stay up, the earlier your child will wake up the next morning.

-- For a child to become clean, something else must become dirty.

-- Toys multiply to fill any space available.

-- The longer it takes you to make a meal,the less your child
will like it.

-- Yours is always the only child who doesn't behave.

-- If the shoe fits...it's expensive.

-- The surest way to get something done is to tell a child not to do it.

-- The gooier the food, the more likely it is to end up on the
carpet.

-- Backing the car out of the driveway causes your child to have
to go to the bathroom. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-19-2003, 12:18 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

All eyes were on the lovely bride as her father escorted her down the aisle. They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand.

The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter.
Even the pastor smiled broadly.

As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back a credit card.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-19-2003, 12:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Janine

Billy:
"I got a hundred in school today."

Mother:"That's wonderful,Billy.What did you get a hundred
in?"

Billy:"Two things,I got fifty in spelling and fifty in
arithmetic." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-19-2003, 08:28 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My mother once gave me two sweaters for my birthday. The next time we visited,I made sure to wear one.

As we entered her home, instead of the expected smile, she said,"What's the matter? You didn't like the other one?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2003, 10:44 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

One evening while I was preparing dinner,my daughter came
into the kitchen asking for homework help on her vocabulary words."Mom," she asked, "what's a quarter horse?"

As I thought of a simple explanation,my five-year-old son piped
up,"I know! It's the one they have in front of the grocery store." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2003, 09:56 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Catching her in the act,I confronted our 3-year-old granddaughter,"Are you eating your little sister's grapes?" I demanded.

"No," she innocently replied,"I'm helping her share." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-01-2003, 03:00 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One day I found Morris,my five-year-old son,with the telephone,
which he quickly hung up when he saw me."What were you doing?" I asked him.

"Calling Aunt Sarah."

"How could you have called Aunt Sarah?" I asked. "You don't even
know her number."

"Yes, I do and I did call her," little Morris replied.

I wasted a lot of breath trying to convince him that he didn't
know her number, but he insisted he had made the call.

"Okay," I said finally."What did she say, then,if you called
her?"

"She told me I had the wrong number." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-01-2003, 03:00 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One day I found Morris,my five-year-old son,with the telephone,
which he quickly hung up when he saw me."What were you doing?" I asked him.

"Calling Aunt Sarah."

"How could you have called Aunt Sarah?" I asked. "You don't even
know her number."

"Yes, I do and I did call her," little Morris replied.

I wasted a lot of breath trying to convince him that he didn't
know her number, but he insisted he had made the call.

"Okay," I said finally."What did she say, then,if you called
her?"

"She told me I had the wrong number." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-08-2003, 02:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo,she warned,"Daddy,you shouldn't wear that suit." "And why not, darling?" "You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2003, 08:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Janine

My mother wasn't fond of her own birthdays.Like many women her
age,when her birthday rolled around she only admitted to being
twenty-nine,just as she was the year before.

At the ripe old age of twelve,my twin sons had figured out that
Grandma was much older than she admitted,but my younger daughter
Audrey, took her seriously. She believed every word her
grandmother told her.If Grandma said she was twenty-nine,then she was twenty-nine. On my thirtieth birthday,we joined
together as a family to celebrate.Audrey had been unusually
quiet during the entire birthday celebration. She carried a
worried look on her face.After all of the guests left,she
couldn't stand it any longer and sadly informed me, "Mama,
you're thirty,and Grandma is twenty-nine,I hate to have to
tell you this,but you must've been adopted." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2003, 11:14 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At the end of a busy week, my 18-year-old son - eldest of my two
kids -- asked me why I had had children.

"I could never imagine my life without them," I replied.

"But, Mom," he said, "you don't have a life." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2003, 12:15 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele

It was a difficult subject to bring before his aged mother, but Morris felt that he must. "Mom, you are no longer a spring chicken and you do need to think ahead of what will happen in the future.

Why don't we make arrangements about when... you know... when.... God forbid... you pass on?"

The mother didn't say anything, just sat there staring ahead.

"I mean, Momma, like... how do you want to finally go? To be buried? Cremated?"

There was yet another long pause. Then the mother looked up and said, "Son, why don't you simply surprise me?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2004, 07:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My husband and I were discussing our 5-year-old daughter Rosie and at one point I described her as "contrary."

Rosie spoke up: "I know what contrary means!"

Curious, I asked her what "contrary" meant.

"I'm NOT going to tell you!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2004, 07:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sue Bee

I recall a time when my son was about 18 months old... I had
him strapped in a backpack and was rushing to catch the bus.
Apparently I misstepped and fell down an entire flight of stairs, (13 to be exact). I was bruised, bleeding and I had torn my jeans... but my main concern was, naturally for my child.

My fears were alleviated though when from behind me I heard
a gleeful giggle followed by, "Again!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2004, 08:42 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

No matter how smart you think you are,a four-year old knows
better.When my son was four,he was telling me about his friend, who has five brothers and sisters.

"Is your friend the oldest in the family?" I asked him.

"No," my son explained, "his dad and mom are the oldest." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 08:29 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

In school one day,a teacher asked my six-year-old nephew why his
handwriting wasn't as neat as usual.

He explained,"I'm trying out a new font." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 09:08 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Judie,Judi,Judy

One day my young daughter and I were listening to an old tune by
Simon and Garfunkel.

When the song finished,she asked me,"Well,did Parsley save
Rosemary in time?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 09:02 PM:
 
Rated PG [Eek!] George in St. Louis

After 50 years of wondering why he didn't look like his younger
sister or brother,the man finally got up the nerve to ask his
mother if he was adopted.

"Yes,you were son," his mother said as she started to cry
softly."But it didn't work out and they brought you back." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 09:25 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My eldest daughter ask my grandson,who was 10,if he learned the
about the facts of life yet.

His reply was,we haven't had long division yet. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2004, 09:06 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

When our son asked about two look-alike classmates at school, we
told him they were probably twins.

The next day, he came home from school all bubbly and said, "Guess what! They are not only twins....they're brothers!!"
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2004, 09:29 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Janine

Soon after her son landed a job as a DJ at a top-rated radio
station, a mother was asked, "How is it having a son who's a popular radio personality?"

"It's wonderful," the mother replied with glee, "For the first time in his life I can turn him off whenever I please." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2004, 10:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

A friend's grandson, 4, was reading with his granddad about Adam
and Eve.

He asked, "Is this where God took out the man's brain and made a
woman?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2004, 10:29 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Cynthia

As I frantically waved away a pesky fly with a white dishtowel, my granddaughter observed,"Maybe he thinks you're surrendering."
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2004, 05:19 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Announcing to daughter Lori that her aunt just had a baby and it
looked like her uncle,she said,"You mean he has a mustache?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-19-2004, 09:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

College student:
"Hey, Dad! I've got some great news for you!"

Father: "What, son?"

College student: "Remember that $1000 you promised me if I made the Dean's list?"

Father: "I certainly do."

College student: "Well, you get to keep it."
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-22-2004, 06:55 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Ed in Aurora, Ont.

Out of the Mouths of Babes

An exasperated mother, whose son was  always getting into mischief, finally asked him  "How do you expect to get into Heaven?"

The boy thought it over and said, "Well, I'll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming  the door until St. Peter says, 'For Heaven's sake, Dylan, come  in or stay out!'"

+++++++

One summer evening during a violent  thunderstorm a mother was tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor  in his  voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?"

The mother smiled and gave him a  reassuring hug. "I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room." 
  
A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice:  "The big sissy."

+++++

 It was that time, during the Sunday  morning service, for the children's sermon.
 All the children were invited to come forward. One  little girl was wearing a
 particularly pretty dress and, as she sat down, the pastor leaned over and  said,
 "That is a very  pretty dress. Is it your Easter Dress?"     

The little girl replied, directly into  the pastor's clip-on microphone,  "Yes, and my Mom says it's a  bitch to iron."

++++++

When I was six months pregnant with my third child, my three year old came into the room when I was just getting ready to get into the shower.

She said, "Mommy,  you are getting fat!"    I replied, "Yes, honey, remember Mommy  has a baby growing in her tummy."

"I know," she replied, but what's growing in your butt?"

+++++

One day the first grade teacher was  reading the story of Chicken Little to her class. She came to  the part of the story where Chicken Little tried to warn the  farmer.  
   
She read, ".... and so Chicken Little went up to the farmer and said,   "The sky is falling, the sky is falling!"         

The teacher paused then asked the  class, "And what do you think  that farmer said?"     

One little girl raised her hand and said, "I think he said: Holy Shit! A talking chicken!'"
The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.

+++++

 A certain little girl, when asked her  name, would reply, "I'm Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter."     

Her mother told her this was wrong, she must say, "I'm Jane Sugarbrown."       

The Vicar spoke to her in Sunday School,  and said, "Aren't you  Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter?"

She replied, "I thought I was, but  mother says I'm not." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-22-2004, 12:24 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

13 Signs Your Parents Don't Like Your Date:


13: "Betty should be down in a minute... she's putting on her cold sore medicine.

12: Say, son, you ever see a real hemorrhoid up close?"

11: It's difficult to set the mood with that distracting red dot from Daddy's scope on his forehead.

10. Mom keeps checking his head for sixes.

9. After quietly bailing you out, they didn't bother sending the
Secret Service guys back to get *him* out of jail, too.

8. They just stare at him like they've never seen anyone with a
pierced eyeball before.

7. "So,Chris,is it? Listen,funny-boy,if you want to keep
dating my little girl,you're going to have to get a REAL
job."

6. You roll in around midnight,and your mother's there waiting at the door with a field sobriety test and a syringe full of
penicillin.

5. They didn't even like him when he was *their* high school gym
teacher.

4. Every time they smell him coming, they start whistling the
"Old Spice" theme.

3. They insist that you go upstairs and change.Into a lesbian.

2. Your dad keeps attaching refrigerator magnets to his face
piercings.

and the Number 1 Sign Your Parents Don't Approve of Your Date...

1. Dinner was going so well until your father said, "Tell your
slut to pass the broccoli." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-22-2004, 12:24 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

13 Signs Your Parents Don't Like Your Date:


13: "Betty should be down in a minute... she's putting on her cold sore medicine.

12: Say, son, you ever see a real hemorrhoid up close?"

11: It's difficult to set the mood with that distracting red dot from Daddy's scope on his forehead.

10. Mom keeps checking his head for sixes.

9. After quietly bailing you out, they didn't bother sending the
Secret Service guys back to get *him* out of jail, too.

8. They just stare at him like they've never seen anyone with a
pierced eyeball before.

7. "So,Chris,is it? Listen,funny-boy,if you want to keep
dating my little girl,you're going to have to get a REAL
job."

6. You roll in around midnight,and your mother's there waiting at the door with a field sobriety test and a syringe full of
penicillin.

5. They didn't even like him when he was *their* high school gym
teacher.

4. Every time they smell him coming, they start whistling the
"Old Spice" theme.

3. They insist that you go upstairs and change.Into a lesbian.

2. Your dad keeps attaching refrigerator magnets to his face
piercings.

and the Number 1 Sign Your Parents Don't Approve of Your Date...

1. Dinner was going so well until your father said, "Tell your
slut to pass the broccoli." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-23-2004, 05:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"Dad" called a boy. "I think I've been selected for the school
football team."

"That's good," replied the father, "but why aren't you sure?"

"Well,it hasn't been announced officially,butI overheard the coach saying that if I were on the football team I'd be a great drawback." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-30-2004, 07:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Will@Marshall

"Hey Dad," one of my kids asked the other day,"what was your
favorite fast food when you were growing up?"

"We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,all the food was
slow." I informed him.

"C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?" He asked.

"It was a place called 'at home," I explained. "Grandma cooked
every day and when Grandpa got home from work,we sat down
together at the dining room table,and if I didn't like what she
put on my plate,I was allowed to sit there until I did like it."

By this time,the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was
going to suffer serious internal damage,so I didn't tell him the
part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.But
here are some other things I would have told him about my
childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:

Some parents NEVER owned their own house,wore Levis,set foot on
a golf course,traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card.The card was good only at Sears Roebuck.Or maybe it was Sears AND Roebuck.Either way,there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.

My parents never drove me to soccer practice,This was mostly
because we had never heard of soccer.I had a bicycle that weighed around 50 lb. with only 1 speed,(slow).

We didn't have a television in our house until I was 11,but my
grandparents had one before that.It was, of course,black and
white,but they bought a piece of colored plastic to cover the
screen.The top third was blue,like the sky,and the bottom
third was green, like grass.The middle third was red.It was
perfect for programs that had scenes of fire trucks riding across someone's lawn on a sunny day.Some people had a lens taped to the front of their TVs to make the picture look larger.
I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza,it was called "pizza
pie." I burned the roof of my mouth & the cheese slid off,swung
down & plastered itself against my chin burning it also.It's
still the best pizza I ever had.

We didn't have a car until I was 15.Before that,the only car in
our family was my grandfather's Ford.He called it a "machine."
I never had a telephone in my room.The only phone in the house
was in the living room.It was on a party line,so before dialing,
you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.

Pizzas were not delivered to our home.But milk was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys & all boys delivered
newspapers. I delivered newspapers, 6 days a week. It cost 7
cents a paper, of which I got to keep 2 cents. I had to get up at 4 AM every morning. On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers.My favorite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents & told me to keep the change.My least favorite
customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.

Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut.At least,they did in
the movies.Touching someone else's tongue with yours was called
French kissing & they didn't do that in movies. I don't know what they did in French movies.French movies were dirty & we weren't allowed to see them.

If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you
may want to share some of these memories with your children or
grandchildren.Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing
Growing up isn't what it used to be,is it? [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2004, 11:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Pat in Poughkeepsie

My niece bought her five-year-old daughter Kayleigh a hamster.

One day he escaped from his cage.The family turned the house
upside-down and finally found him.Several weeks later,while
Kayleigh was at school,he disappeared again.My niece searched
frantically but never found the critter.

Hoping to make the loss less painful for Kayleigh,my niece took
the cage out of her room.When Kayleigh came home from school that afternoon,she climbed into her mother's lap."We have a serious problem," she announced.

"Not only is my hamster gone again, but this time he took his
cage." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2004, 03:36 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One Sunday morning when my son was about 5, we were attending
church in our community.It was common for the preacher to invite the children to the front of the church and have a small lesson before beginning the sermon.He would bring in an item they could find around the house and relate it to a teaching from the Bible.

This particular morning,the visual aid for his lesson was a smoke detector.He asked the children if anyone knew what it meant when an alarm sounded from the smoke detector.

My child immediately raised his hand and said, "It means Daddy's cooking dinner." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-05-2004, 11:20 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When my wife was pregnant with our second child,we kept telling
our firstborn (son, 2 years 9 months) that when the baby came that he could help us take care of him.

We had brought a doll with two bottles (1 milk & 1 orange juice) for him to practice feeding to doll so he could feed the real baby.

We gave him the doll and bottles just before we went to the hospital.

A few days after Mom and baby came home, my wife was breast feeding the baby, and our older son came by and was watching. My wife asked if he knew what the baby was doing,and he said yes that the baby was being fed.

He asked my wife what the baby was getting and she told him milk.

He asked: "Do you have orange juice in the other one?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 07:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

At the beginning of the grandparents' class I teach, I ask
participants if they would share the very first feelings they had when they learned they were going to be grandparents.

Most people say they were happy and excited. During one class,
however, an expectant grandmother blurted, "I just hated it! I
finally knew for certain that my daughter was having sex." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 08:05 AM:
 
Rated PG [Eek!]

One day my six year old asked, "Daddy, what's a transvestite?"

I said, "Go ask your mother... he'll tell you." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 12:20 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile] Michele

Mommy sez to brush your teeth

And change your underwear.

Mommy sez to wash your feet

And always comb your hair,

And always eat your vegetables

And always be polite,

And never walk in puddles,

And never ever fight,

And shake hands with your uncles,

And kiss your ugly aunts,

And just be seen and never heard,

And don't pee in your pants,

And take at least three baths a week,

And wash behind your ears.

You must respect your elders,

And get along with peers.

And if you don't obey these rules

You're liable to get hit.

But frankly, between you and me,

Mommy's full of shit. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-10-2004, 02:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My grandson, Chris, has worn glasses since the age of three. When he was in the first grade he came home one day very distressed. Wanting to find out what was the matter,his mother asked,"Chris,what happened today to upset you so much?"

He answered, "It's not fair -- I'm not allowed to go to the
library."

His mother became very concerned and asked, "Why aren't you
allowed to go to the library?"

With a tearful reply he said, "Because, in order to go to the
library you have to have supervision, and I wear glasses!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-13-2004, 07:08 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Linda was with her mother while her older sister was being
examined by a dentist. Linda kept herself busy playing with toys
in the waiting room until she noticed that her mom was resting,
her eyes closed.

With about six other patients waiting, Linda marched up to her
mother, looked her straight in the face and shook her shoulder.

"Mommy," she yelled, "wake up! This is not church!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2004, 10:26 AM:
 
Rated R [Eek!]

Grandpa was driving with his 9 year old granddaughter and beeped the horn by mistake.

She turned and looked at him for an explanation.

He said, "I did that by accident."

She replied, "I know that, Grandpa."

He replied, "How did you know?"

She said, "Because you didn't say "asshole!" afterwards. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-05-2004, 09:00 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My 19-year-old granddaughter stood watching as her dad,
grandfather and great-grandfather loading tackle boxes,rods and
bait to go on a fishing trip.

As they got into the car, her grandfather asked with total
confidence,"What kind of fish do you want us to bring home for
supper?"

"Well, if you're filling orders,I'd like bass," my granddaughter replied.Then she grinned."And, Grandpa,don't pay over two dollars and twenty-five cents a pound." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-10-2004, 02:07 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

At Sea World, our grandson absolutely refused to see the show
featuring Shamu the killer whale,but he wouldn't tell us why. No
amount of discussion could get him to change his mind.

Later,when we got home,we discovered the reason for his
reluctance.

An aunt had told him how exciting the show would be because
"...they choose children from the audience to feed Shamu." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-12-2004, 06:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A six year old comes crying to his mother because his little sister
pulled his hair.

"Don't be angry," the mother says, "Your little sister doesn't
realize that pulling hair hurts."

A short while later, there's more crying, and the mother goes to
investigate.

This time the sister is bawling and her brother says...

"Now she knows." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-31-2004, 10:22 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I was never an athletic kid. One year I played Little League
Baseball and my dad was the coach.

Halfway through the season he traded me to another family. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-18-2004, 10:01 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Denny in Yonkers

You have to be very careful how you explain things to kids.

A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day.Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting,he looked up and said,"Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend?"

Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long.The TV evangelists keep me company and make me feel so good, and the comedies make me laugh.I'm really happy with the TV as my boyfriend."

Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She startedadjusting the knobs,trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, shestarted hitting the back side, hoping to fix the problem.

The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door,and there stood Grandma's minister.

The minister said, "Hello, son, is your grandma home?"

The little boy replied, "Yeah, but she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend!"

The minister fainted! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-19-2004, 11:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Janine

People are odd; in a bus, you can't get them to move to the back; in a church, you can't get them to move to the front.

I want my children to have all the things I never could afford. Then I want to move in with them. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 02:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

My teenage son was at that rebellious stage when a parent's endorsement of anything is the kiss of death.

So I was pleased he asked me to help him pick a shirt to wear to a party.

On his bed were the choices: blue, white and beige. "

I like the blue one," I said.

"What's your second choice?" "The white one."

"Thanks," he said - and put on the beige shirt. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 02:58 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Janine

Discipline is not as simple nor as easy as it might appear.

A little girl said to her father, "I don't think Mama knows much about bringing up children,"

The father asked "Why"

The little girl replied, "Well, she makes me go to bed when I'm not sleepy and makes me get up when I am sleepy." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 03:00 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!]

My brother was "going steady" for the first time and was anxious about meeting his girlfriend's parents.

"Well," my mother asked on his return home, "how did it go?"

"Oh, Mom," he said, "I think her parents really like me. Her father offered three times to drive me home." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 03:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My mother is always trying to understand what motivates people, especially those in her family. One day she and my sister were talking about one relative's bad luck.

"Why do you suppose she changed jobs?" she asked my sister. "Maybe she has a subconscious desire not to succeed."

"Or maybe it just happened," said my sister, exasperated. "Do you know you analyze everything to death?"

Mother was silent for a moment. "That's true," she said. "Why do you think I do that?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 02:21 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

When I discovered my first grey hair, I immediately wrote to my parents: "Dear Dad and Mom, You saw my first steps. You might want to experience this with me too." I taped the offending hair to the paper and mailed it. My father's response, titled "Sonnet to a Hair," began:

It 's a trustworthy observation

That nothing can compare

In the process of aging

With finding the first grey hair. . .

He signed off with this observation: "That grey hair you sent us is not the first one you gave us!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-21-2004, 01:44 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Connie told her 3-year-old grandson, Dean, not to jump on the beds. After several warnings she punished him, explaining that should he fall, he would hurt himself badly. Several minutes passed... and he was found jumping from one bed to the other.

Connie's friend said, "Dean, you weren't jumping on the beds again, were you?"

He stood before her with his little head dropped low and said, "I'm trying so hard to quit." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-09-2004, 05:08 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Carol in New Jersey

My son arrived back in the States after fighting with the First Marine Division in Iraq,but I still couldn't help reacting like a mom when I saw him running over to some buddies to return a bayonet.

"Kevin," I shouted across the base before could stop myself,
"don't run with that knife in your hands!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2004, 01:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

Our constant struggle with our teenage son to clean his room was resolved by our dog, an English setter, who had received a large rawhide bone in her Christmas stocking.

With obvious enthusiasm she chewed, paced, gnawed and paced some more. Since the weather prevented us from letting her outside, she appeared frustrated when it came time to bury it.

Pacing the living room, she stopped suddenly, cocked her head at an angle and raced upstairs.

Curious, we followed. We found her in our son's messy room with a contented look and no bone. [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2004, 01:17 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Realizing at the last minute that it was his father's birthday, a teenage boy rushed to the corner store to grab a card.

He quickly found a son-to-father card, but neglected to read it carefully.

Later when his father opened his gifts,he was surprised to read aloud,"Happy birthday to a wonderful Dad.Now that I'm a father too..." [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-20-2004, 10:31 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sally in Poughkeepsie

His beloved old white convertible was in deplorable shape, but my stepfather refused to get rid of it.

When the junker was stolen from his office parking lot, the family was delighted.

Nonetheless, we called the police.

Our relief was short-lived. Within an hour an officer was back on the phone. "We found the car less than a mile away," he said, trying to restrain his mirth.

"It had a note on it: 'Thanks anyway, we'd rather walk.'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-20-2004, 10:39 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

A young lad and his mother were walking down the street one day when suddenly the boy yelled out excitedly, "Mother, Mother, Look at that bowlegged man!"

His mother immediately hushed him explaining it was not polite to make fun of bowlegged people.

The next day the same thing happened, "Look mother, there's that bowlegged man!"

The mother grabbed the lad by the arm saying, "When we get home you'll be punished for this outburst."

When they got home, she gave her son a work by Shakespeare, "Go to you room and read this book. You can't come out until you have finished it. Maybe you will learn something from this punishment."

Two days later they are walking down the same street when the boy again spots the person he had been making fun of: "Hark! What manner of men are these, Who weareth their legs in parentheses?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2004, 10:52 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!] Lorraine

It was my parents' first vacation without us, and my brother and I, both teenagers, looked forward eagerly to a few days on our own. After the usual lecture about responsibility, our parents departed.

Next evening we were enjoying some rock music with friends when Western Union called with a telegram from Dad.

"For heaven's sake," the message ran, "turn that stereo down!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2004, 10:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My wife and I each made a list of the things about ourselves that we could change to improve our marriage.

One of the items on my wife's list stated her intent to "stop being so nit-picky."

Later, as she was fussing over the table settings, I teased her:
"Remember, you were going to stop being so picky."

It was out of her mouth before she could stop herself: "Nit-picky," she corrected. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2004, 10:56 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One Saturday my wife came back from yet another garage sale with an armful of packages and a big smile, and began explaining each bargain to me.

Finally she held up a pair of olive-drab slacks, declaring proudly, "I paid only fifty cents for these."

I did a double take. "But aren't those the same pants you sold for one dollar at our garage sale last year?"

"Yes," she admitted with a giggle. "But this year they fit me. And I'm fifty cents ahead!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2004, 10:58 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Sometimes there are just the two of us for a meal and my husband and I usually wash dishes by hand rather than use the dishwasher.

One evening after supper, I became interested in a TV program and heard him at the sink. I called out that I would do the dishes later.

He continued to work until the TV commercial started. Then he came in, sat down and gave me a passionate kiss.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Just trying to turn on the dish washer," he replied. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-23-2004, 01:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Mothers don't differ from any other in the world when it comes to bragging about their sons.

One Mother, trying to out-do another when it came to opportunities available to their just graduated-from-college sons said, "My Morris has had so many potential interviews, his resume is now in its fifth printing." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-28-2004, 10:08 AM:
 
Rated R [Eek!] BJ


My uncle Dick had to have half his nose removed because of cancer.

When asked by a grandchild, "Why does Uncle Dick have a hole in his nose?"

My mother (who was easily flustered) replied, "You Uncle Nose has a hole in his dick because...." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

I did get even with my parents. My parents came to stay with me for the weekend in my apartment. You know what I did? I made 'em sleep in separate bedrooms.

My mother said, "What, are you crazy? I've been sleeping with this man for years."

I said, "Look, I don't care what you do on the outside, but when you're in my house..." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 12:16 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

With 12 children at home and only one bathroom, my father had a very strict rule - any ablutions that could be accomplished at the kitchen sink would be done there.

During rush hours, early mornings and evenings before bed, one of us would frequently forget to bring a razor or a hair dryer or a toothbrush from the bathroom to the kitchen.

Naturally, the victim would bear the brunt of considerable ribbing while waiting for an opportunity to re-enter the bathroom to retrieve the necessary article.

My father led the jeers, until one morning when he stepped out of the bathroom and, halfway to the kitchen sink, executed a quick reverse.

Unfortunately, the next tenant had already taken occupancy, leaving him no choice but to wait.

Noting the toothbrush in his hand, someone asked, "What's the matter, Dad? Did you forget the toothpaste?"

To which he snapped, "No damn it! My teeth!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 12:31 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Sally

My son and I spent a lot of time together while he was growing up, so it was common place for us to have frank and not so frank discussions.

I best recall a car trip to Grandma's house when he was about 4 years old. Sitting quietly in the seat next to me, he suddenly blurts out, "Mom... what is sex?"

I was somewhat taken back, but quickly regained my sense of motherhood's duty and thought to ask him to use the word "sex" in a sentence. So he asks, "you know mom, am I an M or an F?". I was glad to answer his question with a slight chuckle to myself.
[Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2004, 12:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My mother was cleaning house for some soon-to-arrive guests and was trying to get a little help from the kids.

She turned to my 12- year-old brother and asked, "Would you like to A: take out the garbage; B: take out the dog; or C: vacuum the dining room?"

Without skipping a beat, my brother replied, "D: none of the above." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-12-2004, 11:04 AM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

Grandparents and Grandchildren some old--some new, but all sweet.

1. After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. At last she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice, "Who was THAT?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A mother was telling her little girl what her own childhood was like:
"We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods."
The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this in. At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!"
~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

3. 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.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

4. A little girl was diligently pounding away on her father's word processor. She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked. "I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

5. I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me, and always she was correct. But it was fun for me, so I continued. At last she headed for the door, saying sagely, "Grandma, I think you should try to figure out some of these yourself!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

6. A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments. They were ready to discuss the last one. The teacher asked if anyone could tell her what it was. Susie raised her! hand, stood tall, and quoted, "Thou shall not take the covers off thy neighbor's wife,"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

7. Our five-year-old son Mark couldn't wait to tell his father about the movie we had watched on television, "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea." The scenes with the submarine and the giant octopus had kept him wide-eyed. In the middle of the telling, my husband interrupted Mark, "What caused the submarine to sink?"
With a look of incredulity Mark replied, "Dad, it was the 20,000 leaks!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

8. When my grandson, Billy, and I entered our vacation cabin, we kept the lights off until we were inside to keep from attracting pesky insects. Still, a few fireflies followed us in. Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, "It's no use, Grandpa. The mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

9. When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied, "I'm not sure." "Look in your underwear, Grandma," he advised. "Mine says I'm four!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

10. A second grader came home from school and said to her mother, "Mom, guess what? We learned how to make babies today." The mother, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool. "That's interesting," she said, "how do you make babies?"
"It's simple," replied the girl. "You just change "y" to "i" and add 'es'." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Subject: Children's Logic
Give me a sentence about a public servant," said a teacher. The small boy wrote: "The fireman came down the ladder pregnant." The teacher took the lad aside to correct him. "Don't you know what pregnant means?" she asked "Sure," said the young boy confidently. "It means carrying a child."
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A grandmother was surprised by her 7-year-old grandson one morning. He had made her coffee. She drank what was the worst cup of coffee in her life. When she got to the bottom, there were three of those little green army men in the cup.
She said, "Honey, what are these army men doing in my coffee?"
Her grandson said, "Grandma, it says on TV - "The best part of waking up is soldiers in your cup!"
**********************

Susie Sunshine asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Jimmy's picture which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent. "The flight to Egypt." said Jimmy.
"I see, and that must be Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus," Ms Susie said. "But who's the fourth person?" "Oh, that's Pontius - the Pilot."
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A nursery school teacher was delivering a station wagon full of kids home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children started discussing the dog's duties. They use him to keep crowds back," said one youngster. "No," said another, "he's just for good luck." A third child brought the argument to a close. "They use the dogs," she said firmly, "to find the fire hydrant." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-13-2004, 09:24 AM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

Michele
There exists a widespread myth that humans should learn about sex from their parents.

My relationship with my father nearly ended when he tried to teach me how to drive.

I can't imagine our relationship having survived his instructing me how to have sex. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2004, 10:22 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

While my wife was busy rummaging through items on sale in a department store,I was trying to keep our two little monsters out of mischief.

I was about to stomp off to the car with a boy under each arm when an elderly man ambled up, smiling at the boys.

"These two yours?" he asked.

"Yes."

"They look as if they're full of the devil." And then, tousling the boys' hair, he looked me in the eye and added: "You're a rich man, sir, a rich man."

We stood there, the boys not understanding what had happened. As for me, I could feel my chest swelling with pride. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2004, 11:21 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My teenager, Mike, was headed to school one morning when I told him that the neck tag on his shirt was hanging out.

"I know," he replied. "It's a fad me and some of the other guys at school started."

Weeks later, as the style persisted, I commented...

"I can't stand it! Every time I see that, I want to fix it for you."

I gently tucked the tag in place and rumpled Mike's hair.

"Yeah..." he said smiling slyly. "All the girls do." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:02 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

While playing catch with his twelve-year-old daughter, Mandy, Hank kept stressing the proper form for throwing a soft ball.

"Geez," he said after a particularly poor toss from his daughter, "you throw like a girl."

Mandy put her hands on her hips and said, "Uh, hello? Maybe it's because I am a girl."

They both laughed and Hank apologized.

When they finished and returned to the house, Mandy's mother asked them how it went.

"Fine," said Mandy, "but maybe you should have a talk with your husband about the birds and the bees." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:06 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When asked what love is, eight-year old Christine answered,
"Love is when you kiss all the time.

Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and talk, just like Mommy and Daddy do." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-02-2004, 08:50 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One summer evening, a 3-year-old came in while his parents were setting the table for supper. Quite surprisingly, he asked if he could help. His mother said, "No, but I appreciate your asking."

The child responded, "Well, I appreciate your saying no." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-02-2004, 08:57 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Having lost weight over the past few years, I was discarding things from my wardrobe that no longer fit. My seven-year-old niece was watching as I held up a huge pair of slacks.

"Wow," I said. "I must have worn these when I was 163."

My niece looked puzzled, then asked, "How old are you now?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2004, 10:03 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

Bill, his wife, Janda, and their three-and-a-half-year old son, Travis, moved from a farm into the city. After spending their first night in their new home, they were awakened early by Travis.

They told him to play outside for a few minutes until they got dressed and could make breakfast.

About fifteen minutes later, Travis returned and in a thrilled voice, exclaimed, "Everybody here has doorbells and they all work!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2004, 12:58 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A six-year-old ran up and down the supermarket aisles shouting frantically, "Marian, Marian!"

Finally reunited with his mother, he was chided by her, "You shouldn't call me 'Marian.' I'm your mother, you know."

"I know," said the child, "but the store is full of mothers." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2004, 01:22 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"Dad," a teenaged girl says, running into her father's den, "I'd like to kiss you good-bye before I go to school!"

"You're too late, honey. Your mother just did that two minutes ago, and I don't have any cash left on me." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2004, 07:12 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Although I had never met him, I knew that my grandfather had been five feet, six inches tall, while my stately grandmother stood five feet, eleven inches.

As a teen-ager leafing through old photographs with Grandma, I finally realized how unusual they must have looked together.

"Grandma," I asked, "how could you have fallen in love a man five inches shorter than you?"

She turned to me. "Honey," she said, "we fell in love sitting down, and when I stood up, it was too late." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2004, 07:20 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Dad, I was away for a week. Yesterday I sent a fax to my wife I'd be home that night, and when I got into my room I found my wife in another man's arms.

Why, Dad? Tell me why!"

Dad kept silent for a few minutes, then coolly said, "Maybe, Son, she didn't get the fax." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2004, 07:37 PM:
 
Rated X [Eek!]

An old man was 89-years-old and he wanted to marry a 24 year old girl.

His son told him, "You can't marry a 24-year-old girl."

He said, "Why not?"

The son said, "If you marry a 24-year-old girl, you'll have to have sex with her and that could be fatal!"

He thought about it a moment, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well if she dies, she dies." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-23-2004, 08:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

"May I go swimming, Mommy?"

"No, you may not. There are sharks here."

"But Daddy's swimming."

"He's insured." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2004, 08:48 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When my grandson was four years old, his mother decided to rearrange his bedroom. He wanted to help, so she asked him where he’d like to put the bed.

He thought for a moment, then replied, "In your room." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2004, 08:49 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

In our church, children are permitted both the bread and the wine at communion. After one service, the priest took me aside to speak to me about my seven-year-old.

"Please tell Christopher," he gently said, "the appropriate response to the wine is ‘Amen’ not ‘Mmm, Yummy!’" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2004, 09:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele

A little girl went up to her mother one day while holding her stomach saying, "Mommy, my stomach hurts."

Her mother replied, "That's because it's empty, you have to put something into it!" She then prepared a bowl of soup.

Later that day when the pastor and his wife were over for dinner. The pastor began to feel bad. Holding his head he said, "I have such a terrible headache!"

The little girl looked up at him, giving him the sweetest smile that any little child could give. Then she said, "That's because it's empty, you have to put something into it!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-08-2004, 09:13 AM:
 
Rated R [Smile]

As an old Italian Mafia Don lay dying he called his grandson to his bed. "Grandson, I wanna you lisin to me. I want for you to take my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me."

"But," whined the grandson, "I really don't like guns,Grandpa. How about leaving me your Gold Rolex Watch instead."

"You lisinna to me," responded the Don."Somma day you goina be runna da business.You gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big home and maybe a couple of bambino."

"Somma day you goina coma home and maybe finda you wife in bed with another man.Whatta do you goina do then? Point to you watch and say, 'Times up?'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2004, 02:23 PM:
 
Rated pG [Smile] Michele

Doug: I know you're crazy about that little daughter of yours. What are you going to do when she starts to date?

Bill: I figure I'll take the first young man aside, put my arm around his shoulder, and pull him close to me so that only he can hear.

Then I'll say, "Do you see that sweet, little young lady? She's my only daughter, and I love her very much. If you were thinking about touching, kissing, or being physically affectionate to her in any way, just remember this:

I don't mind going BACK to prison." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:54 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

Parental Thoughts!


Children brighten up a home: They always forget to turn out the lights!

The best way to keep your kids out of hot water is to put some dishes in it.

Your child has started growing up when he stops asking you where he came from and starts refusing to tell you where he's going.

You know the kids are growing up when your daughter begins to put on lipstick and your son starts to wipe it off. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-15-2004, 01:05 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When asked if he'd trade places with his father for the day, five-year-old Darren said, "My Daddy wouldn't like going to school because all the girls would chase him at recess." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-15-2004, 01:15 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

During his freshman year, my son Steve couldn't get home for Christmas.

So he sent me a set of inexpensive cuff links and a note reading: "Dear Dad, This is not much, but it's all you could afford." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 02:45 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A Father advised his son, that when he grows up and has a family,you should get a Basset Hound.

“That way when you come home after a rough day at the office, your dog will look as if he has had more problems than you.” [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:09 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

Twenty-four hours before his wedding, a young man asks his dad if he has any fatherly advice to impart before the big day.

“Just two things,” the father says. “First, tell her you must have one night a week to go out with the boys.”

“And what’s the other one?” the son asks.

“Don’t waste it on the boys.” [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:49 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

I'm Catholic.

My mother and I were unpacking and she found my diaphragm. I had to tell her it was a bathing cap for my cat. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2004, 09:42 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"My grandpa told me to remember two things in life. Look out for Number One, and remember your number."

Orville Cogswill
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-31-2004, 05:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

"Nice dog. What's its name?" I asked my friend's 10-year old son.

"Bob," he said.

"And what's your cat's name?"

"Bob."

"Well, how do you keep them straight?" I asked.

"Well, one is Bob Cat and the other is Bob Barker," the boy answered.

"Go ahead and tell him your rabbit's name," his father suggested.

The kid smiled and said .... "Dennis Hopper." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2005, 11:24 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My mom got mad at my dad the other day so she went shopping to relieve her irritation. When she returned home she informed him that she had purchased ten new dresses.

"Ten!" he hollered, "What could any woman want with ten new dresses???"

My mom calmly replied, "Ten new pairs of shoes." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2005, 10:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

SELF-ESTEEM AT FIVE


I was blessed with three beautiful, intelligent and terrific children, who are now thirty, twenty-nine and twenty-eight. But at one point in their lives, they were seven, six and five.

My youngest daughter, the five-year-old who was always asking questions, came home from kindergarten one day and asked, "Mommy, how many children did you want?"

Thinking for a minute, I looked at her and said, "Two."

She thought about it for a moment and then asked, "Me, and who else?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2005, 11:04 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As a mother was bribing her little boy with a quarter so he would behave. she said, "Why do I always have to pay you to be good, why can't you be good for nothing like your dad?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2005, 01:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Uncle Bubba

On my four-year-old daughter's first trip to Disneyland, she couldn't wait to get on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. As the car zoomed through the crazy rooms, into the path of a speeding train, and through walls that fell away at the last second, she clutched the little steering wheel in front of her.

When the ride was over, she said to me a little shakily, "Next time, you drive. I didn't know where I was going." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2005, 01:43 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

After three days of labor, my daughter Diana had her first child, a beautiful seven-pound four-ounce girl. I was amazed to observe that the instant she saw her new baby, the pain of childbirth was immediately replaced by the bliss of motherhood.

In those first few heart-stopping minutes of becoming a grandmother, one particular moment stands out for me. A moment set apart from everything else that was happening by the sudden depth of our connection, daughter, mother and grandmother.

My beautiful daughter turned to me, her eyes shining with a light I had never seen there before. "Mom," she said, "now I know how much you love me." [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-14-2005, 10:45 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

As a child my mother would always tell me not to sit so close to the TV, that it was bad for my eyes.

Now, as an adult I spend 8+ hours a day within 2 feet of a computer screen. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-24-2005, 10:43 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A father is asked by his friend, "Has your son decided what he wants to be when he grows up?"

"Yes, he wants to be a garbage collector," replied the boy's father.

His friend thought for a moment and responded, "That's a rather strange ambition to have for a career."

"Well," said the boy's father, "he thinks that garbage collectors only work on Tuesdays!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-26-2005, 09:58 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Michele


The children begged for a hamster, and after the usual fervent vows that they alone would care for it, they got one. They named it Danny.

Two months later, when Mom found herself responsible for cleaning and feeding the creature, she located a prospective new home for it. The children took the news of Danny's imminent departure quite well, though one of them remarked, "He's been around here a long time--we'll miss him."

"Yes," Mom replied, "But he's too much work for one person, and since I'm that one person, I say he goes."

Another child offered, "Well, maybe if he wouldn't eat so much and wouldn't be so messy, we could keep him."

But Mom was firm. "It's time to take Danny to his new home now," she insisted. "Go and get his cage."

With one voice and in tearful outrage the children shouted,
"Danny? We thought you said Daddy!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-26-2005, 10:17 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

Seeing her mother in front of the mirror grimacing,the teenage girl asked,"What's wrong, Mom?"

Her mother sighed and said, "My breasts are like my marriage. They both used to be a cute couple until you kids came along." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2005, 03:37 PM:
 
Rated PG [Smile]

The Birth Order of Children


Your Clothes:

1st baby:You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.

2nd baby:You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.

3rd baby:Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.



Preparing for the Birth:

1st baby:You practice your breathing religiously.

2nd baby:You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.

3rd baby:You ask for an epidural in your eighth month.



The Layette:

1st baby:You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.

2nd baby:You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.

3rd baby:Boys can wear pink, can't they?



Worries:

1st baby:At the first sign of distress--a whimper,a frown--you pick up the Baby.

2nd baby:You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your Firstborn.

3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.



Pacifier:

1st baby:If the pacifier falls on the floor,you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.

2nd baby:When the pacifier falls on the floor,you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.

3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.



Diapering:

1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour,whether they need it or not.

2nd baby:You change his diaper every two to three hours,if needed.

3rd baby:You try to change his diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to his knees.

Activities:

1st baby:You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics,Baby Swing,and Baby Story Hour.

2nd baby:You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.

3rd baby:You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry
cleaner.



Going Out:

1st baby:The first time you leave your baby with a sitter,you call home five times.

2nd baby:Just before you walk out the door,you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.

3rd baby:You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees Blood.



At Home:

1st baby:You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.

2nd baby:You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your
older child isn't squeezing,poking, or hitting the baby.

3rd baby:You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the
children.



Swallowing Coins (a favorite):

1st child:When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child
to the hospital and demand x-rays.

2nd child: When second child swallows a coin,you carefully watch for the coin to pass.

3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2005, 09:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Rummaging through her attic, Jill found an old shotgun. Unsure about how to dispose of it, she called her parents.

"Take it to the police station," her mother suggested.

Jill was about to hang up when her mom added, "And Jill?"

"Yes, Mom?"

"Call first." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-01-2005, 07:22 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

A little boy sent a "get well quick" card to his grandfather in the hospital.

Inside the card he wrote, "Dear Grandpa, Mama tells me that you went to the hospital for some tests. I hope you get an 'A'."

Love, Billy [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-01-2005, 07:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

Each day when I would come home from work I would drop to my knees and ask my 4 year old son if he wanted to box. I wanted him to learn how to protect himself. We would spar around for a few minutes before supper.

One day, my wife and I took our son to get new shoes. The shoe salesman was fiendly and allowed my son to try on several pairs of shoes before we decided on a particular pair that he liked. We asked if he wanted to wear them home and he replied, "Yes."

The salesman, who was kneeling on the floor in front of our son, held the old shoes in his hands and asked, "Do you want a box?"

Our son stood up and punched him right on the nose. After grabbing our son we had to spend the next several minutes explaining why this happened. Luckilly, our salesman was the father of a 4 year old. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2005, 07:56 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Our 16-year-old daughter, Emily, mentioned that her new boyfriend would pick her up and drive her to one of their activities. From earlier conversations, I had concluded the young man had been driving for a couple of years. Although it was snowy and the roads slippery, I gave my approval. But when Emily told me that he was only 16 and had been driving only a few months, I expressed concern about her safety with someone so young and inexperienced.

Never one to miss an opportunity, our 14-year-old grinned. "So does this mean that you only want me to date older men, Dad?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2005, 09:45 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

I recall a time when my son was about 18 months old. I had him strapped in a backpack and was rushing to catch the bus. Apparently I mis-stepped and fell down an entire flight of stairs, (13 to be exact). I was bruised, bleeding and I had torn my jeans ... but my main concern was, naturally, for my child.

My fears were alleviated though when from behind me I heard a gleeful giggle followed by, "Again!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-03-2005, 07:49 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele


Our 13 year old niece spent last night with us. When we dropped her off at home, my sister-in-law asked how she behaved. "She was an angel," I informed her. "Really?" she questioned. "Yes, really. A perfect angel."

I assured her, "I just don't understand. Whenever she is with you she is well behaved. Whenever she is at home, she is a monster. She misbehaves for everyone else. In fact, the teachers at her school drew straws to see who would be stuck with her in their class. How come she always behaves for you?" My sister in law asked.

"I don't know. I guess I just have a way with children. I also try to educate them as well. A child is never to young to learn." I answered. "What do you mean. What did you teach her?" She inquired.

"Well, for instance, children need to learn about death and dying so they better understand this process. I explained this concept very carefully to her." I informed my sister-in-law. "Really? You explained this to her at 13?"

She asked dumbfounded. "Well actually she was much younger when I explained this. She now understands death perfectly. Which is good, because it makes threatening her with it, much more effective." [Big Grin]

[ 02-06-2005, 11:21 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2005, 12:05 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

I had given our daughter, who was 15 at the time, a drivers manual. On the way to town one day, I was coaching her as I drove. I told her to be studying her book so as to be ready when it came time to get her driver's permit.

"Oh, she said, "I already know everything in the book."

"You do?" I returned.

"Yep", she said, very smugly.

I thought, "OK, I'll give her a hard one." So I asked her, "How many feet does it take to stop the car if you are driving 60 miles an hour and have to slam on the brakes real hard?"

"One," she replied.

"What?" I asked. "One?!"

She repeated her answer and then because of the confused look on my face, she added, "One, Mom. You always told me never to use my left foot on the brakes, only use my right one." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-09-2005, 07:59 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]


Often when my children were little, one of them would want something that cost too much, and I'd have to say, "Do you see a money tree outside? Money doesn't grow on trees, you know."

Years later, on a warm, spring Mother's Day morning, I happened to look out my window and saw a new tree planted right in my yard. I put my glasses on and couldn't believe what I saw. There were dollar bills taped all over the new tree - a hundred of them, in fact.

I live up in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, where winters are long and cold and summers are way too short. But every winter now, I look out my window and think about what my children did for me, and I get tears in my eyes - every time. I'm still not sure that money growns on trees. But I know love does. [Smile]

[ 02-11-2005, 12:21 PM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-11-2005, 12:22 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Because my mother had a habit of losing her cordless phone, I bought her a phone with a clip on it so she could attach it directly to her belt. A few days later, I walked into my mother's home and found her standing in the middle of the living room, halfway dressed. That didn't strike me as odd so much as the fact that she was holding her pants to the side of her head and speaking into them.

"Don't look at me that way," she yelled. "The phone started ringing and I couldn't figure out how to undo this stupid clip!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-12-2005, 01:36 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A girl, who was not quite four years old, was alone in the house when the phone rang. She answered it and was told that Mr. Brown was calling. "I'm sorry, no one is here. Can I take a message?" she said.

Mr Brown replied, "Certainly."

After a pause, Mr. Brown heard, "O.K., I'm ready. Who did you say this is?"

"Mr. Brown."

"How do you spell Brown?"

"B-r-o-w-n."

A long pause, and then, "How do you make a B?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-12-2005, 01:45 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Our mom needed a new mattress for her antique bed, so my brother, Josh, and I decided to buy her one as a gift. The problem was we weren't sure what to get, because it was an odd size. Fortunately, my brother happened to be visiting my mother one day when I called home.

"Measure the bed frame before you leave," I told him.

"I don't have a tape measure."

"You can use a dollar bill," I suggested, "each one is six inches long."

"Can't," he replied after digging through his wallet, "I only have a ten." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-23-2005, 10:16 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Carolyn

With her brown eyes and curly hair, our youngest daughter takes after my husband. At three, she was a lively, mischievous girl, and people often remarked on how cute she was.

One day I was standing with her in the supermarket when a woman commented on how cute she was.

My smile disappeared when she asked, "Is she really yours?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-24-2005, 12:40 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] B.B.

Our son was constantly wandering in and out of the house, leaving the front or back door wide open.

"Once and for all, will you *PLEASE* close that door!" my exasperated wife pleaded one day. "Were you born in a barn?"

"No, I was born in a hospital," he replied, smirking. . . "with automatic doors." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-10-2005, 02:26 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Sally

My aunt had assured her friend that her family of six would all eat spaghetti. While the hostess was out of the room, four-year- old Debbie brought her plate from the children's table and announced that she couldn't eat it.My aunt quickly split it between her husband and herself.

On their way home, Debbie explained why she hadn't eaten the spaghetti: The dog had been licking it. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2005, 01:26 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

On my way to a store in another city with my three young children in the car,I got lost.

The children were becoming restless and finally I begged: "Kids, please behave. Isn't it bad enough that I'm lost?"

Five-year-old Paul then directed all his attention to helping me find my way.

Suddenly his face lit up. "Mom, look, we're not lost. There's a McDonald's!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-16-2005, 10:56 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]


"What do you have to do to become a doctor?" my six-year-old granddaughter once asked.

Her dad, seeing an opportunity, said, "You have to do extremely well in school, take a lot of math and science, get into an excellent college, make the highest grades possible, and then go to med school, and follow that with an internship.

Then you can start your own practice. Honey, as smart as you are, you can be anything you want to be."

Erin gave all this a moment's thought and then asked, "What do you have to do to be queen?" [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2005, 09:52 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

I was feeling a little guilty about the extra hours I was putting in at work.

I had, however, convinced myself that no one in the family really noticed, until one morning when my two-year-old watched me put on my coat to leave.

"Bye, Mom," she waved cheerily. "Thanks for coming." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:21 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

My mother gets along very well with my husband. So much so that she often refers to us as "my kids."

Very seldom does she use the term son-in-law, and more often than not she takes his side when we have a disagreement.

Sometimes I feign insult and suggest that he has taken my place in her heart.But I realized that might not be so farfetched the day she introduced us to a few friends as "my son-in-law and his wife." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:23 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I was cutting my husband's thinning hair one evening when our teenage son and daughter arrived home looking for a snack. I offered a kiwifruit and tried to tempt them with its nutritious qualities. "It has more vitamin C than an orange," I remarked.

"And more hair than Dad," added our daughter. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:26 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] [Eek!]

Tax Day, April 15, was looming when an elderly lady appeared at my desk at the IRS. She said she required a thick stack of tax forms.

"Why so many?" I asked.

"My son is stationed overseas," she said. "He asked me to pick them up."

"You shouldn't have to do this," I told her. "It's the base commander's job to make sure the troops have the forms they need."

"I know," she replied. "I'm the base commander's mother." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2005, 10:38 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

With his neatly packed clothes in a small suitcase, my nine-year-old son went off to camp.

Two weeks later I picked him up.When I unpacked his things,I was impressed at how clean and well folded everything was, considering he is normally rather untidy with his possessions.

"Camp sure has changed you," I said. "Look how well you packed."

"It was simple, Mom," he answered. "I didn't unpack." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2005, 09:28 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My friend's daughter, Nancy, found a baby tooth that her kitten had lost.

She and her sister decided that they could put one over on the tooth fairy.

That night they placed the tooth under Nancy's pillow. And it worked.

But the tooth fairy left a can of sardines. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2005, 09:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

My 16-year-old son had just received his learner's permit, and I was going with him for a drive.

Before he started the car, I asked him to check the oil. He lifted the hood and pulled the dipstick out. "Adequate," he said.

I thought that was an unusual way of expressing it, but said, "Okay, let's go."

The next time I checked the oil, I cleaned the dipstick and read: "Add 1 qt." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 06:05 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

Because I couldn't unplug the toilet with a plunger, I had to dismantle the entire fixture no small feat for a non-plumber. Jammed inside the drain was a purple rubber dinosaur which belonged to my five-year-old son. I painstakingly got all the toilet parts together again, the tank filled, and I flushed it.

However, it didn't work much better than before. As I pondered what to do next, David walked into the bathroom. I pointed to the purple dinosaur I had just dislodged and told him that the toilet still wasn't working.

"Did you get the green one?" he asked. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2005, 03:57 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A father was shopping in a department store with his small daughter, when the little girl pulls on his coat sleeve and announces, "Daddy, I have to go!"

"In a few minutes, sweetie." says the dad.

"But, I've got to go NOW," the little girl insists in a loud voice.

A saleslady standing nearby can't help but hear the conversation and says, "I'll take her, sir. It's no problem."

So, as the father watches, the two hurry off hand in hand. When they return the father asks his daughter, "Did you thank the nice lady for being so kind?"

"Why should I thank her?" asks the little girl in a loud voice... "She had to go, too!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-27-2005, 06:39 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My five children and I were visiting Jessica and her husband, Louis. I had been Jessica's baby-sitter years earlier. From the moment we arrived, the day was packed with exciting attractions for the kids: a pond for swimming and boating; a dock for diving; rides on a power mower; swings; a barn with bunnies; basketball; a beach bicycle.

When we sat down at the end of a fun-filled afternoon for a tasty barbecue, my eight-year-old son beamed at our gracious, entertaining and as-yet-childless hosts: "I bet your children can hardly wait to be born!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-30-2005, 01:00 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Most of the cooking in our house is done by my husband, but occasionally I get to make dinner.

One day it dawned on me that our ten-year-old daughter was willing to help me, but not her father, in the kitchen. I asked her why.

"Well, Mom," she replied, "Dad seems to know what he's doing." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-31-2005, 01:42 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

After tucking their three-year-old child Sammy in bed one night, his parents heard sobbing coming from his room. Rushing back in, they found him crying hysterically. He managed to tell them that he had swallowed a penny and he was sure he was going to die. No amount of talking was helping.

His father, in an attempt to calm him down, palmed a penny from his pocket and pretended to pull it from Sammy's ear. Sammy was delighted.

In a flash, he snatched it from his father's hand, swallowed it, and then cheerfully demanded, "Do it again, Dad!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-02-2005, 09:39 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

There is a story about a father who became disturbed about the length of time his six year old son was taking to get home from school.

The father decided he would make the trip to discover for himself how long it should take a small boy to cover the distance. The father settled on 20 minutes but his son was still taking an hour. Finally the father decided to make the trip with his son.

After the trip, the father said, "The 20 minutes I thought reasonable was right, but I failed to consider such important things as a side trip to track down a trail of ants...or an educational stop to watch a man fix a flat...or the time it took to swing around a half dozen telephone poles...or how much time it took for a boy just to get acquainted with two stray dogs and brown cat.

"In short," said the father, "I had forgotten what it is really like to be six years old." [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-09-2005, 12:22 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I was playing trivial pursuit one day with two of my daughters, Alicia and Jackie. Alicia's question was: how many inches are there in a yard? She correctly answered, "Thirty six."

Jackie, a member of the metric generation, asked: "How can that be possible? Everyone's yard is a different size!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-11-2005, 01:35 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My daughter's eighth-grade history class planned a visit to our nation's capital. Unfortunately, she was not greatly enthusiastic about a trip that she considered too "educational" to be fun.

However, on their return, I was pleased to hear how she and her classmates had been filled with awe and emotion as they gazed at the Washington Monument.

"Just think, Mom," she marveled. "We were standing right where Forest Gump stood." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-14-2005, 04:54 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Even though he could not tell time, my three-year-old grandson was wearing a watch when I visited.

Later, when I was putting on my coat to leave,I asked him what time it was.

He looked at his watch blankly, then brightened. "It's time for you to go," he answered triumphantly. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-14-2005, 04:56 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I went out to tag a newborn calf on our ranch, and my five-year- old daughter, Stephanie, accompanied me. As I pierced the calf's ear tissue, it jerked its head and I punctured my knee. I painfully stood up and started limping towards the house.

"What's wrong with your leg, Mom?" asked Stephanie.

"I stabbed my knee with the tagger."

"Wow!" she exclaimed.

"What number did you get?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-14-2005, 05:28 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I don't always wear my clerical collar as an Anglican priest, but on this particular day I did. In the afternoon I realized that I had to take my young son to an optometrist's appointment and went over to his school. Edward had been playing soccer and was covered in dirt, but since there was no time to change, we went directly to the optometrist's office.

I was a bit uncomfortable about Edward's appearance as we walked hand in hand, and my discomfort must have been obvious, for the optometrist greeted us with, "Don't worry, Father, it's just another case of uncleanliness next to godliness." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-20-2005, 02:54 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The idea that no one is perfect is a view most commonly held by people with no grandchildren. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-20-2005, 03:14 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As Jan stood in the pharmacy line waiting to turn in a prescription, her squirming three-year old daughter, Kate, said, "Mommy, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Honey, I can't take you right now because I'm in line, so just wait a minute," Jan said.

Her eight-year old son, Michael volunteered to take his sister to the bathroom, and off the two siblings went.

When they returned Jan asked Michael, "Which bathroom did you use?"

"The men's because if was closer than the ladies," he replied.
"But don't worry, Mom. Nobody knew she was a girl because I called her Brian while we were in there." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-21-2005, 01:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When asked what love is, eight-year-old Nikki said, "During my piano recital, I was on stage and scared. I looked out at all the people watching me and saw my dad waving and smiling at me. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-28-2005, 10:47 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Man: "Just look at that young person with the short hair and blue jeans. Is it a boy or a girl?"

Bystander: "It's a girl; she's my daughter."

Man: "Oh, please forgive me sir. I had no idea you were her father!"

Bystander: "I'm not. I'm her mother." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2005, 10:31 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The Father knocked on the bathroom door where his teenage daughter had been taking a bath for over an hour.

"Cindy! Just how long will you be in that bathtub?"

From the other side of the door came an exasperated reply: "Oh Daddy! Water affects your weight, not your height. I'm still 5'4"!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2005, 11:21 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

For years my husband denied he was an aggresive driver. That changed one day when we were out for a drive with our three-year old son, Matthew.

Seeing a teaching opportunity, I asked Matthew about traffic lights.

"What does a red light mean?" I asked.

"Stop."

"Good. How about green?"

"Go."

"And yellow?" I conintued.

In his best deep-voice impression of Daddy,Matthew bellowed.... "Hang on!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-18-2005, 10:03 AM:
 
Rated R [Smile] Hank in Simi Valley

I hope that this will once again confirm that the most important information in your life won't come from a teacher, the library or the Internet, but from a mentor, and on a very personal level.

My long-passed grandfather's birthday is coming up, and for me it is a time to reminisce. The long walks we used to take. The long drives. The special trips he would make to pick me up so I could spend weekends with him, and the advice he used to give.

Much was wasted, because I was young when he died. If he were alive today, sharing his pearls of wisdom, I'd be a better man. Those gems were well and good, but the one I remember most, the jewel in the crown of grandfatherly advice, came when I was 12.

We were sitting in a park, watching children and their mothers enjoying a beautiful spring day. He told me that one day I'd find a woman and start my own family. "And son," he said, "be sure you marry a woman with small hands."

"How come, Grandpa?" I asked.

"It makes your pecker look bigger," he said.

Kind of brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it? [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-03-2005, 01:26 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Living out in the country, we can pick up only two television channels. When our set broke down, it was almost too much for our three teenagers to bear.

My sympathetic father, who lives nearby, offered us the use of his portable set.

Our daughter squealed in delight when she heard this, and I was curious at her exuberance.

"Gee, Mom," she said, "don't you know that Grandpa's TV has cable?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2005, 05:22 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"May I go swimming, Mommy?"

"No, you may not. There are sharks here."

"But Daddy's swimming."

"He's insured." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-08-2005, 12:30 PM:
 
Rated G [Eek!]

I anticipated no problems when my daughter had her first dental checkup. My husband and son waited in the reception room while I escorted Helen into the dentist's office. We had to coax her into the chair, and when the dentist came, she refused to open her mouth. It took 15 minutes of cajoling, warning, demanding and pleading, and lots of tears, before the dentist was able to get a look.

Finally settled in the car on our way home, Helen turned to her brother and declared, "He didn't pull out my teeth like you said he would!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-08-2005, 12:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] JerseyT

Connie told her 4-year-old grandson, Dean, not to jump on the beds. After several warnings she punished him, explaining that should he fall, he would hurt himself badly.

Several minutes passed... and he was back to jumping on the beds. Connie said, "Dean, you weren't jumping on the beds again, were you?"

He stood with his little head dropped low and said, "I'm trying, but it's so hard to quit." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-23-2005, 06:22 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Child: Mom, where were you born?

Mother: In Boston, honey.

Child: How about Dad?

Mother: He was born in Chicago.

Child: And where was I born?

Mother: You were born in New York. Why?

Child: Oh, no reason. Just that it's sure lucky we all got together! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2005, 06:15 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"Was Daddy a bashful man, Mommie?"

"Well, if he wasn't you'd be six years older." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2005, 10:14 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"What is a debtor, Pa?"

"A man who owes money."

"And what is a creditor?"

"The man who thinks he is going to get it." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-01-2005, 04:03 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Brittany (4) had an earache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd have to open it for her.

Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-05-2005, 11:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Quite a bit of time had passed since I bought the tracks and clips when my husband, somewhat of a procrastinator, finally installed closet shelves for me.

One day shortly after, my daughter was visiting and happened to open the closet door. She commented on how nice and handy it was now.

"Isn't it, though," my husband acknowledged, "and it didn't take long to assemble."

"No," I observed dryly. "Only five years." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-07-2005, 10:57 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Thinking his son would enjoy seeing the re-enactment of a Civil War battle, my niece's husband took the boy, Will, to the event but the poor child was terrified by the booming cannons.

During a lull, Will's dad finally got him calmed down.

That's when the Confederate general hollered, "Fire at will!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2005, 02:29 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My 100-year-old great-grandmother loves to tell stories. One day when my sister and I were visiting, Granny got confused with some of the details in a story she was telling us. Finally she said, "I guess you're allowed to get a little confused when you're 101."

"But, Granny," I protested, "you're only 100."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

Laughing, we reminded her of the big birthday celebration we'd had the month before. Dismayed, Granny shook her head. "That's funny," she said, "I'm feeling very 101 today." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2005, 02:35 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Father grumbling to his two boys as he reluctantly gets ready for an evening out: "Other kids make their mothers too tired to want to go out -- why can't you two?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2005, 08:24 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Dispatching her ten-year-old son to pick up a pizza, my sister handed him money and a two-dollar coupon. Later he came home with the pizza and still had the coupon.

When asked to explain, he replied, "Mom, I had enough money. I didn't need the coupon." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2005, 08:30 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"Mom," said the little girl, "Is it alright to say you are going to water the horse when you are giving him a drink of water?"

"Yes," said her mother, "that is the correct thing to say."

"Well then, I'm going to milk the cat." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-08-2005, 08:37 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] JerseyT

While trying to explain to our six-year-old daughter how much technology had changed, my husband pointed to our brand-new personal computer and told her that when he was in college, a computer with the same amount of power would have been the size of a house.

Wide-eyed, our daughter asked, "How big was the mouse?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 10:27 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My Grandfather told me to remember the two things in life.

Look out for number one and remember your number. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 12:08 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

WEDDING COLORS


Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, "Why is the bride dressed in white?"

"Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest day of her life," her mother explained, keeping it simple.

The child thought about this for a moment, then said, "So why's the groom wearing black?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 03:05 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Michele

My family has a tradition of naming the cruise control on our cars. We were used to hearing my father proclaim, "Take it, Max," as he flipped on the cruise control during long trips in our station wagon.

Recently, I was traveling with my parents in their new car when we hit a wide-open expanse of highway. My dad leaned back and said, "I think I'll let Tom drive for a while."

"Tom who?" I asked.

My mother translated for me: "Tom Cruise, of course." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2005, 03:42 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My daughter-in-law Alma and grandson Eddy were digging for fishing bait in my garden. Uncovering a many-legged creature, Eddy proudly dangled it before his mother.

"No, honey, he won't do for bait," his mother said. "He's not an earthworm." ..... "He's not?" Eddy asked, his eyes wide. "What planet is he from?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-28-2005, 05:03 AM:
 
Rated G [Eek!] Charlie

My daughter-in-law Alma and grandson Eddy were digging for fishing bait in my garden. Uncovering a many-legged creature, Eddy proudly dangled it before his mother.

"No, honey, he won't do for bait," his mother said. "He's not an earthworm."

"He's not?" Eddy asked, his eyes wide open. "What planet is he from?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-28-2005, 05:09 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The Mother was concerned that perhaps her daughter was not only not quite as chaste as she should be, but lately, didn't even seem to be selective. Trying to open a conversation on the subject of morals she asked, "Susan, do you know where bad girls go?"

"Sure Mom." the daughter replied. "Anywhere they want...!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-13-2005, 07:16 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

MURPHY'S LAWS FOR PARENTS




1. The tennis shoes you must replace today will go on sale next week.

2. Leakproof thermoses will.

3. The chances of a piece of bread falling with the grape jelly side down is directly proportional to the cost of the carpet.

4. The garbage truck will be two doors past your house when the argument over whose day it is to take out the trash ends.

5. The shirt your child must wear today will be the only one that needs to be washed or mended.

6. Gym clothes left at school in lockers mildew at a faster rate than other clothing.

7. The item your child lost, and must have for school within the next ten seconds, will be found in the last place you look.

8. Sick children recover miraculously when the pediatrician enters the treatment room.

9. Refrigerated items, used daily, will gravitate toward the back of the refrigerator.

10. Your chances of being seen by someone you know dramatically increase if you drive your child to school in your robe and curlers. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-13-2005, 07:17 PM:
 
Rated PG [Eek!]

SMOKE RINGS


Three little boys were sitting on the porch, when one little boy says, "My Daddy smokes, and he can blow smoke rings."

The second little boy pipes up, "Well, my Dad smokes, too, and can blow smoke out of his eyes."

The third little boy, not to be outdone responds, "My Dad can blow smoke out of his butt."

"Really, have you seen it?" reply the boys.

The third boy responds, "No, but I've seen the tobacco stains on his underwear....." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-13-2005, 07:19 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Anon.

A POEM FOR MOMS AND DADS



Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my sanity to keep.
For if some peace I do not find,
I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.

I pray I find a little quiet
Far from the daily family riot
May I lie back--not have to think
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at
and what they're doing to the cat.

I pray for time all to myself
(did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed
(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)

Some silent moments for goodness sake
(Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean--
(well heck, I've got the right to dream)

Yes now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know--
I must have lost them long ago! [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-20-2005, 08:13 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]



I was driving my four year old son home from day care when seemingly out of the blue, he asked "Daddy, is my voice going to change one day?

"Yes, it is" I replied.

"Why?" he immediately wanted to know.

As I was pondering exactly how much of the tale I needed to tell him at his tender age, he very excitedly popped out:

"Well, when my voice changes, I'm going to speak Spanish!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-21-2005, 08:35 AM:
 
Rated XXX [Eek!]

A mother is in the kitchen making dinner for her family when her daughter walks in.

“Mother, where do babies come from?”

The mother thinks for a few seconds and says, “Well dear, Mommy and Daddy fall in love and get married. One night they go into their bedroom, they kiss and hug and have sex.”

The daughter looks puzzled so the mother continues, “That means the daddy puts his penis in the mommy’s vagina. That’s how you get a baby, honey.” The child seems to comprehend.

“Oh, I see, but the other night when I came into your room you had daddy’s penis in your mouth. What do you get when you do that?”

“Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.” [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-26-2005, 09:15 AM:
 
Rated R [Eek!]

A young blind boy is being tucked into bed by his mother.

The mom says "Now Billy, pray really hard tonight and tomorrow, your wish will come true!".

Billy says, "Ok mommy." and goes to sleep.

The next morning, Billy wakes up and screams "MOMMY! I'm still blind, my wish didn't come true!", the mom answered, "I know - April Fools!"
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-28-2005, 08:14 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]


“Charlotte, you’ve had two pieces of pie and I think that’s enough sugar for one day,” said the father to his daughter.

“That’s funny,” she huffed. “You want me to eat properly and yet you won’t let me practice.” [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-15-2005, 03:49 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] LuLu

Our five-year-old grandson couldn't wait to tell his grandfather about the movie we had watched on television, "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea."

The scenes with the submarine and the giant octopus had kept him wide-eyed. In the middle of the telling, my husband interrupted Mark, "What caused the submarine to sink?"

With a look of incredulity Mark replied, "Grampa, it was the 20,000 leaks!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-15-2005, 03:55 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied,
"I'm not sure."

"Look in your underwear, Grandma," he advised. "Mine says I'm four to six." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-17-2005, 06:48 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As the father of five young children, I commented at the dinner table one evening that they hadn't missed me while I was away on a two-week business trip.

But my five-year-old son explained, "That's because Mommy never told us you were gone." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-17-2005, 12:45 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

You don't really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around, and why his parents will always wave back. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-18-2005, 02:59 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Mary was four and was just beginning to peel from her very first sunburn.

As she looked in the mirror, tears filled her eyes, and she said, "Look at me. I'm only four and I'm already starting to wear out!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-19-2005, 09:01 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Nancy, my eight-year-old daughter, came home from skating at the rink sporting a huge bruise on her buttocks. She went into the bathroom and studied her bruise in the mirror.

I suggested she put some ice on it.

She leaned out the door and said, "Mom, I think it's had enough ice on it today." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-19-2005, 09:32 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

After house hunting for many months, my husband and I finally found the home we wanted to buy. Our young sons voiced their approval. When I asked what they liked best about it, my five-year- old answered, "The goldfish and the cat!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-26-2005, 07:22 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

On a two-hour car trip, our five-year-old daughter, Denise, impatient to arrive at our campsite destination, kept asking us: "When are we going to get there? When are we going to get there?"

In an attempt to distract her, my husband drew Denise's attention to a huge, squawking flock of gulls overhead. "Aren't they noisy?" he asked my squirming daughter. "What do you think they're saying to one another?"

Without a pause, Denise snapped: "They're probably saying 'When are we going to get there? When are we going to get there!?!?'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-26-2005, 07:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

As twelve-year-old Jordan lay sound asleep on the couch, his dad Scott tried to wake him.

"The cleaning lady is going to be here, so get up and move to your bedroom," Scott told his son.

Jordan looked at him with one eye open and asked, "Can't she just clean around me like Mom does when you're asleep on the couch?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2005, 08:07 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A family was on its way to the hospital where the 16-year-old daughter was scheduled to undergo a tonsillectomy. During the ride, the teenager and her parents talked about how the procedure would be performed.

"Dad," the teenager asked, "how are they going to keep my mouth open during the surgery?"

Without hesitation, he said, "They're going to give you a cell phone." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2005, 03:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"I have buck teeth," five-year-old Tyler told his mother Ellen one night as she was tucking him into bed.

Ellen said, "No you don't, silly. You have nice teeth."

Tyler shook his head and said, "No, I have buck teeth. Every time I lose a tooth, the Tooth Fairy gives me a buck." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2005, 01:05 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

One young mother, on receiving a nursery school report that described her daughter as "emotionally immature," asked with good sense, "If you can't be immature at three, when can you be?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2005, 01:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

According to my mother, she and Dad decided to start a family soon after he became an officer in the Air Force. When months went by without success, they consulted the base physician, who chose to examine Mom right then and there.

"Please disrobe," he told her.

"With him in the room??" she yelled, pointing to my father.

Turning to Dad, the doctor said, "Captain, I think I found the problem." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2005, 01:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

When the father called home, the six-year-old son answered and said, "Don't talk too loud, Dad, the babysitter is asleep." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-02-2005, 08:20 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

It was a warm, sunny day and my three-year-old daughter stood looking out the window. Outside, our dog was lying in the shadow of some brush looking at people passing by, breathing hard, his tongue lolling out of his mouth."

Daddy," Dolores asked, "why does Max laugh at everybody all the time?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2005, 09:26 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

A CHILD'S TEN COMMANDMENTS


1. My hands are small; please don't expect perfection whenever I make a bed, draw a picture or throw a ball. My legs are short; please slow down so that I can catch up with you.

2. My eyes have not seen the world as yours have; please let me explore safely. Don't restrict me unnecessarily.

3. Housework will always be there. I'm little for only a short time -please take time to explain things to me about this wonderful world, and do so willingly.

4. My feelings are tender; please be sensitive to my needs. Don't nag me all day long. (You wouldn't want to be nagged for your inquisitiveness.) Treat me as you would like to be treated.

5. I am a special gift from God; please treasure me as God intended you to do, holding me accountable for my actions, giving me guidelines to live by and disciplining me in a loving manner.

6. I need your encouragement to grow. Please go easy on the criticism; remember, you can criticize the things I do without criticizing me.

7. Please give me the freedom to make decisions concerning myself. Permit me to fail so that I can learn from my mistakes. Then someday I'll be prepared to make the kind of decisions life requires of me.

8. Please don't do things over for me. Somehow that makes me feel that my efforts didn't quite measure up to your expectations. I know it's hard, but please don't try to compare me with my brothers and sisters.

9. Please don't be afraid to leave for a weekend together. Kids need vacations from parents, just as parents need vacations from kids. Besides, it's a great way to show us kids that your marriage is very special.

10. Please take me to Sunday School and church regularly, setting a good example for me to follow. I enjoy learning more about God.

--Written by Dr. Kevin Lema
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2005, 09:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The holiday bowl games were in full swing, and we had invited some other football fans over. One couple brought their active two-year- old son, who began playing with a dish that was filled with antique buttons.

After a few near disasters, my husband quietly removed the temptation.

The next morning I realized the bowl was gone and went upstairs. "Don, where is the button bowl?" I asked my just-awakening husband.

"Gee, I don't know for sure," replied my spouse, who prides himself on knowing the answer to any sports-trivia question. "I think it's in Florida." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2005, 09:49 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

As I was dropping my son off at daycare the other day, I overheard some of the children talking about their siblings.

"My brother takes karate lessons," bragged one.

"My sister takes gymnastics," said another.

Not to be outdone, the youngest piped up, "My sister takes antibiotics!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-06-2005, 04:50 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Julius was downtown with his wife and four little children when he decided to take a taxicab home.

Approaching a cab driver, he demanded, "How much will you charge to drive us to the Bronx?"

"I figure $2 apiece for you and your wife," said the driver. "I'll take the four kids along for nothing."

Julius turned to his children and said, "Jump in kids, and have a nice ride home. Momma and I will take the subway." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-07-2005, 11:50 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

"Mother," said a little boy after coming from a walk. "I've seen a man who makes horses."

"Are you sure?" asked his mother.

"Yes," he replied. "He had a horse nearly finished. When I saw him, he was just nailing on his feet." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2005, 10:17 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

MOTHER: What a dirty face! Your Aunt Marcella won't kiss you like that.

JORDAN: That's what I figured. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2005, 10:20 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A young boy, taking a vacation cruise with his parents, turned green with seasickness.

"Are you sure you don't want dinner, Honey?" asked his mother.

The boy shook his head and replied, "Just throw it overboard, Mom, and save me the trip to the railing." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2005, 10:25 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

At my grandson's school, the lunch-hour rule is that the children must eat their main course first, before dessert.

One morning my daughter had to make Jake's lunch in a hurry: granola bar, cheese, raisins, cantaloupe, orange, snack cake and a juice.

Jake looked distressed, so his mother explained that his lunch was nutritious, and she just didn't have time to make a sandwich.

"But Mom," Jake cried, "what do I eat first?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2005, 10:36 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Baby Bruno was sitting in his grandmother's kitchen, watching her prepare the Thanksgiving meal.

"What are you doing?" Bruno asked.

"Oh, I'm just stuffing the turkey," his grandmother replied.

"That's cool!" Bruno said. "Are you going to hang it next to the deer?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-11-2005, 08:01 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Kenny, my nine-year-old son, was struggling with his arithmetic homework when his older brother Larry strolled by. Looking over Kenny's shoulder, Larry said, "Oh, I see you're doing problems."

A look of disgust passed across Kenny's face. "No, I'm not doing problems," he replied. "I'm having problems!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-13-2005, 09:49 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Maggie

I firmly believe kids don't want your understanding.

They want your trust, your compassion, your blinding love and your car keys, but you try to understand them and you're in big trouble. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-13-2005, 09:50 PM:
 
[b]Rated G [Smile] Betsy

Three-year-old Teddy walked into the living room and asked his very pregnant mother Maxine, "Where's the baby?"

Maxime patted her swollen belly and said, "He's in my womb."

Teddy wheeled around and ran into Maxine's bedroom. Moments later, he yelled out, "No he's not." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2005, 12:43 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Denny in Yonkers

Why We Love Children


1. A kindergarten pupil told his teacher he'd found a cat, but it was dead.

"How do you know that the cat was dead?" she asked her pupil.

"Because I pissed in its ear and it didn't move," answered the child innocently.

You did WHAT ???" the teacher exclaimed in surprise.

"You know,"explained the boy, "I leaned over and went 'Pssst!' and it didn't move."

2. A small boy is sent to bed by his father.

Five minutes later...."Da-ad...."

"What?"

"I'm thirsty. Can you bring drink of water?"

"No, You had your chance. Lights out."

Five minutes later: "Da-aaaad....."

"WHAT?"

"I'm THIRSTY. Can I have a drink of water??"

I told you NO! If you ask again, I'll have to spank you!!"

Five minutes later......"Daaaa-aaaad...."

"WHAT!"

"When you come in to spank me, can you bring a drink of water?"

3. An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief,

finally asked him "How do you expect to get into Heaven?"

The boy thought it over and said,

"Well, I'll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, 'For Heaven's sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!'"

4.One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm

A mother was tucking her son into bed.

She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice,"Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?"

The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug.
"I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room."

A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice:
"The big sissy."

5. It was that time, during the Sunday morning service, for the children's sermon.

All the children were invited to come forward.
One little girl was wearing a particularly pretty dress and,
as she sat down, the pastor leaned over and said,

"That is a very pretty dress. Is it your Easter Dress?"

The little girl replied, directly into the pastor's clip-on microphone, "Yes, and my Mom says it's a bitch to iron."

6 When I was six months pregnant with my third child, my three year old

came into the room when I was just getting ready to get into

the shower. She said, "Mommy, you are getting fat!"

I replied, "Yes, honey, remember Mommy has a baby growing in her tummy."

"I know," she replied, but what's growing in your butt?"

7 A little boy was doing his math homework. He said to himself,

"Two plus five, the son of a bitch is seven

Three plus six, the son of a bitch is nine..."

His mother heard what he was saying and gasped, "What are you doing?"

The little boy answered, "I'm doing my math homework, Mom."

"And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?" the mother asked.

"Yes," he answered.

Infuriated, the mother asked the teacher the next day, "What are you teaching my son in math?"

The teacher replied, "Right now, we are learning addition."

The mother asked, "And are you teaching them to say two plus two, the son of a bitch is four?"

After the teacher stopped laughing, she answered, "What I taught them was, two plus two, THE SUM OF WHICH, is four."

8. One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of Chicken Little to her class.

She came to the part of the story where Chicken Little tried to warn the farmer.

She read, ".... and so Chicken Little went up to the farmer and said, "The sky is falling, the sky is falling!"

The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you think that farmer said?"

One little girl raised her hand and said, "I think he said: 'Holy Shit! A talking chicken!'"

The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.

9. A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply,

! "I'm Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter."

Her mother told her this was wrong, she must say, "I'm Jane Sugarbrown."

The Vicar spoke to her in Sunday School, and said,
"Aren't you Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter?"

She replied, "I thought I was, but mother says I'm not."

10 A little girl asked her mother, "Can I go outside and play with the boys?"

Her mother replied, "No, you can't play with the boys, they're too rough."

The little girl thought about it for a few moments and asked, "If I can find a smooth one, can I play with him?"

11. A little girl goes to the barber shop with her father.

She stands next to the barber chair, while her dad gets his hair cut,eating a snack cake ... The barber says to her, "Sweetheart, you're gonna get hair on your Twinkie."

She says, "Yes, I know, and I'm gonna get boobs too." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-15-2005, 12:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Jennifer cried as her five-year-old daughter Maddie boarded the school bus for the first time.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" asked Maddie.

Jennifer, a pilot for a commercial airline, replied, "Because it's your first solo flight away from the nest."

Maddie, looking stylish in her hot-pink, high-top tennis shoes and matching book bag, said, "Don't cry, Mommy. I'm going first-class." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-15-2005, 12:19 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Mother:
Why did you put a frog in your sister's bed?

Jimmy: I couldn't find a snake.
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-16-2005, 10:37 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Crazy Aunt Maude received a letter one morning, and upon reading it burst into floods of tears.

"What's the matter?" asked her companion.

"Oh dear",sobbed Auntie,"It's my favorite nephew. He's got three feet."

"Three feet?" exclaimed her friend. "Surely that's not possible?"

"Well," said Auntie, "his mother's just written to tell me he's grown another foot !" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2005, 11:46 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Gerry


Kids are cute, babies are cute, puppies are cute. The little things are cute. See, nature did this on purpose so that we would want to take care of our young. Tricked us. Then gradually they get older and older, until one day your mother sits you down and says. "You know, I think you're ugly enough to get your own apartment." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2005, 12:10 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Caroline

I put some turnip, his least-favorite vegetable, on my eleven-year- old son's dinner plate and instructed him to eat everything.

He cleaned his plate, except for the turnip. I pointed out to him that if he'd eaten it earlier, he wouldn't have been left with its taste in his mouth at the end of the meal.

Thoughtfully, he replied, "I guess I was just trying to delay the inedible." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2005, 12:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I had posted signs early Saturday morning in our neighborhood advertising our garage sale, and even though it was raining, my sister and I were disappointed later when we had very few customers.

As I went to take the signs down, I discovered why: My five-year-old nephew had given me one of his "washable" markers to use, and the rain had washed away our address. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2005, 12:36 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Visiting from the Yukon, my three-year-old niece viewed her grandma and grandpa's farm in Pennsylvania as an exciting adventure.

She went with her grandparents on their round of evening chores and stood in wide-eyed wonder as her grandma took a stool, sat down beside a cow and began milking.

After silently watching for several moments, she suddenly pointed to the milk that was steadily rising in the pail.

"Oh, moose juice!" she exclaimed. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-27-2005, 07:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Faye in Kingston, Ont.CA

The Way Children See Things!


NUDITY

I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when aWoman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked!

As I was reeling from the shock,I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat,"Mom! That lady isn't wearing a seat belt!

HONESTY

My son Zachary, 4, came screaming out of the bathroom
to tell me he'd dropped his toothbrush in the toilet.

So I fished it out and threw it in the garbage.

Zachary stood there thinking for a moment,then ran to my bathroom and came out with my toothbrush. He held it up and said with a charming little smile, "We better throw this one out too then,'cause it fell in the toilet a few days ago.

OPINIONS

On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a Note from his mother. The note read,"The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents."

KETCHUP

A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup to come out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang
so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone.

"It's the minister, Mommy," the child said to her mother.

Then she added, "Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now. She's! hitting the bottle."

MORE NUDITY

A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room. When he was spotted,the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover.

The little boy watched in amazement and then asked,"What's the matter haven't you ever seen a little boy before?"

ELDERLY

While working for an organization tha delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins,I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds.

The various appliances of old age, particularly the canes,walkers and wheelchairs, unfailingly intrigued her.One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the
inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, "The tooth fairy will never believe this!"

DRESS-UP

A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party.

When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo,she warned,"Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit."

"And why not, darling?"

"You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning."

SCHOOL

A little girl had just finished her first week of school.

"I'm just wasting my time," she said to her mother."I can't read, I can't write and they won't let me talk!"

BIBLE

A little boy opened the big family bible.

He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages.

Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible.

He picked up the object and looked at it.

What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages.

"Mama, look what I found", the boy called out."

What have you got there, dear?

With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered,"I think it's Adam's underwear
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-29-2005, 02:41 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I took my four-year-old daughter on a shopping trip. I was delighted when, after 20 minutes of circling, I found a place to park. As Amy and I were walking to the store, she suddenly exclaimed, "Mommy, I know why people have to die."

Taken aback, I asked, "Why?"

"Well, if they didn't," she replied, "there'd be no place to park!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-29-2005, 02:59 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My aunt and uncle had a missionary family visiting. When the missionary children were called in for dinner, their mother said, "Be sure to wash your hands."

The little boy scowled and said, "Germs and Jesus. Germs and Jesus. That's all I hear, and I've never seen either one of them." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-01-2005, 12:09 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A little boy took the chair at the barbershop.

"How would you like your hair cut today, son?" asked the barber.

"Oh, do it like you do Daddy's, with the big hole at the back." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-06-2005, 06:40 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Judi and her husband Phil noticed that their two-and-a-half-year-old daughter Nikki was staring out of the big picture window in the living room, watching the heavy snowfall.

Pointing at the large snowflakes, Nikki called out to her parents, "Come look! It's raining butterflies outside!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-06-2005, 06:42 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Maggie

Americans, who make more of marrying for love than any other people, also break up more, but the figure reflects not so much the failure of love as the determination not to live without it. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-06-2005, 10:13 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My Parents had not been out together in quite some time.

One Saturday, as Mom was finishing the dinner dishes, my father stepped up behind her. "Would you like to go out, girl?" he asked.

Not even turning around, my mother quickly replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to!"

They had a wonderful evening, and it wasn't until much later that Dad finally confessed that his question had actually been directed to the family dog, laying near Mom's feet on the kitchen floor. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2005, 09:29 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

After counting up the money he received following his First Communion, seven-year-old Chad told his father Dan, "Wow, I've got a lot of money. When I grow up I'm going to spend it on a car."

"You'll need a lot more money than that because a car is very expensive," said Dan.

After a few moments of silence, Chad had an idea and said, "I know how I can buy a new car. I'll keep changing religions and get money after each First Communion." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2005, 08:05 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A very proud grandmother was walking through the park, pushing her two grandchildren in a stroller.

A young woman walked by and said, "My, what fine looking little boys. They must be your grandsons."

"Yes they are," said the grandmother.

"How old are they?" asked the younger woman.

"The lawyer is three and the doctor is two." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-13-2005, 11:34 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

When we get home," I lectured my three young sons in the backseat of the car, "I want you all to clean your rooms because Uncle Ed is coming over. He's never been to our house before, and I want it to look tidy."

My nine-year-old finally broke a lengthy silence. "But isn't that kind of like lying?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-19-2005, 08:29 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Judy

I'd had a pretty hectic day with my four-year-old. When bed- time finally came, I laid down the law: "We're putting on your p.j.s, brushing your teeth, and reading ONE book. Then it's lights out!"

Her arms went around my neck in a gentle embrace, and she said, "We learned in Sunday school about little boys and girls who don't have mommies and daddies."

Even after I'd been such a grouch, I thought, she was still grateful to have me. I felt tears begin to well up in my eyes, and then she whispered, "Maybe you could go be THEIR mom?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-21-2005, 06:15 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

Kimberly had her daughter Marie, a fourth-grader, assist her in harvesting some vegetables in their garden.

"What is that purple thing?" asked Marie.

Kimberly replied, "That's an eggplant."

"An eggplant?" Marie exclaimed. "I thought only chickens had eggs!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-21-2005, 06:19 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Helping me sort clothes into "save" and "give away" piles, my six- year-old daughter came across a garter belt. "What's this?" she asked.

"It's a garter belt," I said. Seeing that meant nothing to her, I added, "It's for holding up stockings."

"Ah," she said, carefully placing it in the "save" pile, "we'll use it next Christmas Eve." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-22-2005, 01:06 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

At his grandmother's invitation, my 16-year-old son had his birthday party at her house while she was on vacation.

The morning after the party, I called to see how things had gone. He told me some salsa had been spilled on Grandma's new carpet, but he'd cleaned it up and the red stain was gone.

As I breathed a sigh of relief, he continued, "Now how do I get the bleach out?" [Eek!]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-04-2006, 04:27 PM:
 
Rated G Michele

Despite the rain that seems to accompany us on every trip, my husband and I are avid campers, and so is our daughter, Amy. The year Amy was five years old, however, our two-week vacation began with pleasant sunny weather.

After we returned home, Amy was telling her granny all about our trip. "We drove and drove and drove till we found rain. Then we camped!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-04-2006, 04:29 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Roger

A father was shopping in a department store with his small daughter, when the little girl pulls on his coat sleeve and announces, "Daddy, I have to go!"

"In a few minutes, sweetie." says the dad.

"But, I've got to go NOW," the little girl insists in a loud voice.

A saleslady standing nearby can't help but hear the conversation and says, "I'll take her, sir. It's no problem."

So, as the father watches, the two hurry off hand in hand. When they return the father asks his daughter, "Did you thank the nice lady for being so kind?"

"Why should I thank her?" asks the little girl in a loud voice... "She had to go, too!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2006, 12:32 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Bruce

I believe my young daughter wants a pair of glasses. I don't know why she does. Perhaps glasses are now "cool" to have in school? But though she sees just fine, she still says she needs glasses.

I took her to the eye doctor just to check it out though. She was asked to read the bottom row of letters on the eye chart. She said, "All right, I can see the 'O' and the 'P' and the 'T,' but not the 'N' and the 'Z.'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2006, 12:37 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My three-year-old brother had been told several times to get ready for bed. The last time that my mom told him, she was very insistent.

His response was, "Yes, Sir!" Since he was talking to our mother, we didn't expect him to call her Sir.

" You would say, 'Yes, Sir' to a man.

I am a lady, and you would say 'Yes Ma'am,' to a lady." Mom said.

To quiz him on his lesson, she then asked him, "What would you say to Daddy?"

"Yes, Sir!" came the reply.

"Then what would you say to Mama?" "Yes Ma'am!" he proudly answered.

"Good boy! Now what would you say to Grandma?"

He lit up and said, "Can I have a cookie?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2006, 12:41 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A young lad and his mother were walking down the street one day when suddenly the boy yelled out excitedly, "Mother, Mother, Look at that bowlegged man!"

His mother immediately hushed him explaining it was not polite to make fun of bowlegged people.

The next day the same thing happened, "Look mother, there's that bowlegged man!"

The mother grabbed the lad by the arm saying, "When we get home you'll be punished for this outburst."

When they got home, she gave her son a work by Shakespeare, "Go to you room and read this book. You can't come out until you have finished it. Maybe you will learn something from this punishment."

Two days later they are walking down the same street when the boy again spots the person he had been making fun of: "Hark! What manner of men are these, Who weareth their legs in parentheses?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2006, 07:30 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] cutie pa2ti

Mother:
Boys, stop fighting! Who started this anyway?

Nick: Matt started it when he hit me back. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2006, 03:11 PM:
 
Rated G :0

Danielle told her five-year-old son Mickey that his pregnant aunt was going to have an ultrasound so she would find out whether the baby was a boy or girl.

After giving him a basic understaning of what an ultrasound picture looks like, Mickey replied, "If it's a girl, she'll have pigtails." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2006, 11:47 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

You Know You're a Mom When....


* Your feet stick to grape jelly on the kitchen floor..... and you don't care.

* When the kids are fighting, you threaten to lock them in a room together and not let them out until someone's bleeding.

* You can't find your cordless phone, so you ask a friend to call you, and you run around the house madly, following the sound until you locate the phone downstairs in the laundry basket.

* Your idea of a good day is making it through without a child leaking bodily fluids on you.

* Popsicle's become a food staple.

* Your favorite television show is a cartoon.

* You're willing to kiss your child's boo-boo, regardless of what body part it happens to be on.

* You're so desperate for adult conversation that you spill your guts to the telemarketer that calls and HE hangs up on YOU!

* Spit is your number one cleaning agent.

* You buy cereal with marshmallows in it.

* You count the sprinkles on each kid's cupcake to make sure they're equal.

* You have time to shave only one leg at a time.

* You hide in the bathroom to be alone.

* Your kid throws up and you catch it.

* You cling to the high moral ground on toy weapons; but your child chews his toast into the shape of a gun anyway.

* You find yourself cutting your husband's sandwiches into cute shapes.

* You're up each night until 11 PM vacuuming, dusting, wiping, washing, drying, loading, unloading, shopping, cooking, driving, flushing, ironing, sweeping, picking up, changing sheets, changing diapers, bathing, helping with homework, paying bills, budgeting, clipping coupons, folding clothes, putting to bed, dragging out of bed, brushing, chasing, buckling, feeding (them, NOT you), PLUS swinging, playing baseball, bike riding, pushing trucks, cuddling dolls, rollerblading, basketball, football, catch, bubbles, sprinklers, slides, nature walks, coloring, crafts, jumping rope, PLUS raking, trimming, planting, edging, mowing, gardening, painting,and walking the dog. You get up at 5:30 AM and you have no time to eat, sleep, drink or go to the bathroom, and yet ... you still managed to gain 10 pounds. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2006, 08:28 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

My daughter, Taylor, was shopping with her grandmother at the grocery store. After getting what they needed, they proceeded to the checkout counter.

Spotting a shorter line, Taylor piped up excitedly, "Grammie, let's go there," pointing to another lane.

"Honey," her grandmother replied, "that one is for 10 or fewer."

Taylor paused a moment and then replied sweetly, "But I'm only seven." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-19-2006, 02:29 PM:
 
Rated G

While visiting my sister's home recently, I walked past my young neice's room before bedtime and observed her kneeling beside her bed, with her head bowed and hands folded, repeating the alphabet.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm saying my prayers," she explained, a sweet smile across her face, "But I couldn't think of just what I wanted to say. So I'm just saying all the letters of the alphabet, and God can put them together however he thinks best." [Smile]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2006, 08:44 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

Although we had recently moved into a new neighborhood, our young son had already made many new friends, ten of whom were invited to his birthday party.

When the happy day arrived and he opened his presents, I was amazed to see that eight guests had presented him with sweaters.

Later I visited the mother of one of the boys to explain about the multiplicity of sweaters in the hope that an arrangement might be made.

She said coolly, "Well, after all, you were the one who wrote on the invitation what you wanted me to buy."

For a few minutes I was stunned into silence; then I realized what had happened. since the party was being held in our basement, which is always cool, I had written on each invitation: "Please have your child bring a sweater." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-13-2006, 11:27 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] cutie pa2ti

"Mom, guess what? I won the election for class president!"

"Honestly?"

"Did you have to bring that up?" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-18-2006, 09:44 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

Things That Become Evident When a Baby Arrives


Finally, you have someone you can beat at "Got Your Nose," at least for a year or so.

You develop a liking for mini vans, sensible shoes, and a deep- seated contempt for Michael Jackson.

You're not so tolerant of strangers asking to touch your round little belly anymore now that you are just FAT.

Goodbye, Happy Hour---Hello, Happy Meal!!

Junior looks adorable in his little "sandbox," but the cat is seriouslytorqued about it.

For efficiency, your paycheck is now direct-deposited to Disney.

You come to the realization that caca comes in a rainbow of lovely colors. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-18-2006, 03:33 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

The children begged for a hamster, and after the usual fervent vows that they alone would care for it, they got one.

They named it Danny. Two months later, when Mom found her- self responsible for cleaning and feeding the creature, she located a prospective new home for it.

The children took the news of Danny's imminent departure quite well, though one of them remarked, "He's been around here a long time--we'll miss him."

"Yes," Mom replied, "But he's too much work for one person, and since I'm that one person, I say he goes."

Another child offered, "Well, maybe if he wouldn't eat so much and wouldn't be so messy, we could keep him."

But Mom was firm. "It's time to take Danny to his new home now," she insisted. "Go and get his cage."

With one voice and in tearful outrage the children shouted, "Danny?

We thought you said Daddy!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-20-2006, 01:30 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

A misguided father spoke with his teen offspring: "Son, the object of dating is to SCORE! And to do that, you have to give the woman something. So when you pick up your date later, make sure you have some flowers to give her. Girls go crazy over that stuff. The more you give, the more you get! It's an exchange thing."

So, the son showed up for his date with flowers.

She was very flattered and pleased, and she rewarded him with a long, passionate kiss. She pressed her chest against him and rubbed her fingers through his hair,.... hoping to give him the best kiss that he had ever received.

After the kiss, he turned and bolted for the door. "Oh! I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to scare you away."

"You didn't!" he replied. "I'll be right back. There are tons more flowers down at the cemetery, just a block away!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-28-2006, 07:26 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine

"It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said: "Remember, my son, if you need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm."

--Sam Levenson
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-28-2006, 08:11 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lorraine


Each of my twin nine-year-old daughters received a pretty cotton top with matching knee-length shorts from my sister in California.

They loved them so much they chose to wear the outfits for their poetry performance at our summer arts festival.

They won first prize and had their photograph on the front page of our local newspaper.

A short while later, my sister phoned to ask if the pyjamas she sent had fit the twins. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-02-2006, 02:46 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

Parents are inconsistent: First they want their youngsters home early because they're children, and after some time has passed, because they're not children. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-03-2006, 09:41 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

A grandmother had taken her two grandchildren out for lunch and boy did they misbehave! On the way home one of them, the 7 year old girl asked, "Grandmother, will you tell Mother how we acted?"

The self-righteous grandmother answered, "No, but if she should ask, I can't lie."

To which her little grandson said, "What do you mean you can't lie? I'm only 5 years old, and I can lie great. [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-03-2006, 10:11 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

Although I had never met my maternal grandfather, I knew that he had been five feet, six inches tall, while my stately grandmother stood five feet,eleven inches.

As a teen-ager while leafing through an old photograph album with my Grandmother, I finally realized how unusual they must have looked together. "Grand," I asked, "how could you have dated and fallen in love a man almost half a foot shorter than you?"

She turned to me, gave me a sensuous wink and said, "Honey, we fell in love sitting down, and by the time I stood up, it was way too late for him."

Although I had never met my maternal grandfather, I knew that he had been five feet, six inches tall, while my stately grandmother stood five feet,eleven inches.

As a teen-ager while leafing through an old photograph album with my Grandmother, I finally realized how unusual they must have looked together. "Grand," I asked, "how could you have dated and fallen in love a man almost half a foot shorter than you?"

She turned to me, gave me a sensuous wink and said, "Honey, we fell in love sitting down, and by the time I stood up, it was way too late for him." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-07-2006, 08:04 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile]

I was accompanying my seven-year-old daughter who was selling cookies door-to-door for the Girl Scouts. After visiting several homes, she commented on the different styles of doorbells: some buzzed, some rang, some warbled. We made a game of guessing what the next bell would sound like.

At the precise moment she touched the doorbell at one house, the church tower began to chime. She wheeled around with a look of amazement on her face. "Now that's a doorbell!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-10-2006, 07:30 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

I was virtually worn out after a busy day with my two grandchildren, so at dinnertime I did not have a lot of energy left for cooking.

I asked them if they would be satisfied with frozen pizza.

"Oh no," my three-year-old grandson quickly replied. "I like mine warm!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2006, 11:43 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Lulu

My 2 1/2-year-old niece, Kelly, went with a neighbor girl to a Catholic church for First Communion practice. The pastor has the children cup their hands, and when he gives them the "Host," in this case, a piece of bread, he says,

"God be with you."

Apparently this made quite an impression on my niece. She came home and told her mother to cup her hands and bend down. Kelly took a piece of bread from her sandwich, placed it in her mother's hands, and whispered, in her most angelic voice,

"God will get you!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2006, 02:48 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

A two-and-a-half-year-old walked into the bathroom while her mother was putting on make-up.

"I'm going to look just like you, Mommy!" she announced.

"Maybe, when you grow up," her mother told her.

"No Mommy, tomorrow. I just put on that 'Oil of Old Lady' you always use." [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-12-2006, 09:34 PM:
 
Rated G [Smile] B.B.

One day, Doug was playing ball in the house, which was strictly against the rules, and he accidentally broke a vase in the living room. "Oh, no, my mom's gonna kill me!", he thought desperately. He frantically tried to fix it, any way he could. But tape, glue, even Superglue wouldn't hold all the shards together. He finally left the pieces in a pile on the table, and went to hide in his room.

Soon, his mother came home, and he heard her calling him. "Doug, do you know who broke my vase? It's in here all in pieces!"

Doug tried to drum up his courage, but at the last minute, he found himself answering, "No, Mom, I don't know."

He cringed, waiting for her answer. "That's funny," she said, appearing at his door. "I wanted to thank whoever it was. I've never liked that ugly thing, and if it had not been a gift from your daddy's mom, I would have broken it myself years ago!" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 12-02-2006, 12:14 PM:
 
Rated PG...

A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students. "Human Beings are the only animals that stutter", she says.

A little girl raises her hand. "I had a kitty-cat who stuttered", she volunteered.

The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident.

"Well", she began, "I was in the back yard with my kitty and the Rottweiler who lives next door got a running start and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!

"That must've been scary", said the teacher

"It sure was", said the little girl. "My kitty went 'Fffff, Fffff, Fffff'... and before he could say 'Fuck,' the Rottweiler ate him!"
 
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 12-20-2006, 01:49 PM:
 
Rated PG...

A city cop was on his horse waiting to cross the street, when a little girl on her new shiny bike stopped beside him.

"Nice bike" the cop said. "Did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yep, the little girl said, "he sure did!"

The cop looked the bike over and handed the girl a $5.00 ticket for a safety violation. The cop said "Next year tell Santa to put a reflector
light on the back of it."

The young girl looked up at the cop and said, "Nice horse you got there sir, did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yes, he sure did, " chuckled the cop.

The little girl looked up at the cop and said, "Next year tell Santa the dick goes underneath the horse, not on top."
 
Posted by John Wilson (Member # 269) on 03-04-2007, 05:37 PM:
 
Rated PG-13 [Eek!]

Two brothers, one 6 years old and the other 4 years old were in their bedroom getting ready for breakfast one morning. The 6 year old says to the younger brother,

"You know what? When we're at the breakfast table...I'm going to say 'SHIT' to Mom"

The younger brother thinks that's a fine idea and they both go down to the breakfast table.

"So guys" says Mom, "What would you like for breakfast today?"

The 6 year old looks sideways at his brother and says: "SHIT, I think I'll have some Coco Pops!"

The mother without hesitation slaps the kid and sends him out of the room screaming. She then waits a moment before turning to the younger brother. "And what would YOU like for breakfast today young man?"

The boy looks at her and says...

"Well... it won't be fucking Coco Pops that's for sure."
 
Posted by System Notices (Member # 2357) on 10-21-2008, 12:07 PM:
 

It has been 596 days since the last post.


 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-21-2008, 12:07 PM:
 
Rated G Jokester

Let Your Mother Choose


A young man excitedly tells his mother he's fallen in love and that he is going to get married. He says, "Ma, I'm going to bring over 3 women and you try and guess which one I'm going to marry."



The mother agrees.



The next day, he brings three beautiful women into the house and sits them down on the couch and they chat for a while. Later, he says, "Okay Ma, guess which one I'm going to marry."



She immediately replies, "The one on the right."



“That’s amazing, Ma. You're right. How did you know?"



The mother replies,



“I don't like her”





A Great Life

Two businessmen met at a resort. One who had recently retired was describing his life, "I get up late in the morning. I have a fantastic breakfast and then I lie down on my veranda and relax. I go inside for lunch, have great salads, the best coffee, and I go out and lie on my veranda again. When it gets dark I have a great dinner with the finest wines. I smoke a Cuban cigar. Then I go lie on my veranda again."



The other gentleman acknowledges that this is a life to be envied. Later he reported the conversation to his wife.



She asked, "What's his wife's name?"



Her husband said, "I'm not sure, but I think its Veranda."





Sarah: I've been asked to get married hundreds of times.



Miriam: (surprised) really?! By whom?



Sarah: My parents.





You’re All Wet!

Molly arrives home quite late one night and says to her worried husband, "Sorry I'm late. I had to come home by train, as I couldn't get my car to start. But I'm sure I know why."



"So what's the problem then, my mechanical engineer of a wife?" asks her husband.



"I think there's water in the carburetor," replies Molly.



"How on earth can you know that?" says the husband. "You don't even know how to open the hood or to change the time on the car's clock yet alone know where the carburetor is."



"Maybe so," says Molly, "but I still think there's water in it."



The husband then says, "OK, I'll go along with you. Let's check it out right now. Where did you leave the car?"



Molly replies, "In the lake!"





How Do You Decide Who To Marry?

"You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming." Ana, age 10



“No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with." Kirsten, age 10



What Is The Right Age To Get Married?

"Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person forever by then." Camille, age 10



"No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married." Freddie, age 6



How Can A Stranger Tell If Two People Are Married?

"Married people usually look happy to talk to other people." Eddie, 6



"You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids." derrick, age 8



What Do You Think Your Mom And Dad Have In Common?

"Both don't want no more kids." Lori, age 8



What Do Most People Do On A Date?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. Lynnette, age 8.



"on the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date." martin, age 10



What Would You Do On A First Date That Was Turning Sour?

"I’d run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns." Craig, age 9



When Is It Ok To Kiss Someone?
"When they're rich." Pam, age 7



"The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that."

Curt, age 7

"The rule goes like this: if you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do." Howard, age 8



Is It Better To Be Single Or Married?

"It’s better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them." Anita, 9



"Single is better, for the simple reason that I wouldn't want to change no diapers. Of course, if I did get married, I’d just phone my mother and have her come over for some coffee and diaper- changing." Kirsten, age 10



How Would The World Be Different If People Didn't Get Married?
"There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?" Kelvin, age 8



"You can be sure of one thing - the boys would come chasing after us just the same as they do now." Roberta, age 7



How Would You Make A Marriage Work?
"Tell your wife that she looks pretty even if she looks like a truck." Ricky, age 10



"Marriage is when you get to keep your girl and don't have to give her back to her parents" -Eric, age 6



"When somebody's been dating for a while, the boy might propose to the girl. He says to her, 'I’ll take you for a whole life, or at least until we have kids and get divorced, but you got to do one particular thing for me.' Then she says yes, but she's wondering what the thing is and whether it's naughty or not. She can't wait to find out." -Anita, age 9



"You flip a nickel, and heads means you stay with him and tails means you try the next one." -Kelly, age 9



"My mother says to look for a man who is kind. So that's what I’ll do. I’ll find somebody who's kinda tall and kinda handsome." -Carolyn, age 8

"eighty-four. Because at that age, you don't have to work anymore, and you can spend all your time loving each other in your bedroom." -Carolyn, age 8

"once I’m done with kindergarten, I’m going to find me a wife" -Bert, age 5 [Big Grin]
 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-02-2008, 07:07 AM:
 
Rated G [Smile] Betsy

Mystery writer P.D. James told a college audience that her career path was laid out early in life.

"My parents had an inkling of what I might become when I was five years old. When they read me 'Humpty Dumpty,' I asked, 'Was he pushed?'" [Big Grin]
 
Posted by System Notices (Member # 2357) on 02-12-2010, 02:21 PM:
 

It has been 467 days since the last post.


 
Posted by Jeremy Jorgenson (Member # 2989) on 02-12-2010, 02:21 PM:
 
A young boy enters a barber shop and the barber whispers to his customer, "This kid is not so bright. Watch while I prove it to you."

The barber puts a dollar bill in one hand and two quarters in the other, then calls the boy over and asks, "Which do you want, son?"

The boy takes the quarters and leaves the dollar.

"What did I tell you?" said the barber. "That kid never learns!"

Later, when the customer leaves, he sees the same young boy coming out of the ice cream store and says, "Hey, son! May I ask you a question? Why did you take the quarters instead of the dollar bill?"

The boy licked his cone and replied, "Because the day I take the dollar, the game's over!"
 
Posted by Jeremy Jorgenson (Member # 2989) on 04-11-2010, 01:45 PM:
 
A man, who worked away from home all week, always made a special effort with his family on the weekends. Every Sunday morning he would take his 7-year old Granddaughter out for a drive in the car for some bonding time. Just he and his Granddaughter.

One particular Sunday however, he had a bad cold and really didn't feel like being up at all.

Luckily, his wife came to the rescue and said that she would take their granddaughter out. When they returned, the little girl anxiously ran upstairs to see her grandfather.

'Well, did you enjoy your ride with Grandma?'

'Oh yes, Papa' the girl replied, 'and do you know what? We didn't see a single moron, dip shit or horse's ass any where we went today!'
 
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 06-01-2010, 06:56 PM:
 
Rated PG.....

The mother of a 17-year-old girl was concerned that her daughter was having sex. Worried the girl might become pregnant and adversely impact the family's status, she consulted the family doctor.

The doctor told her that teenagers today were very willful and any attempt to stop the girl would probably result in rebellion. He then told her to arrange for her daughter to be put on birth control and until then, talk to her and give her a box of condoms.

Later that evening, as her daughter was preparing for a date, the mother told her about the situation and handed her a box of condoms.

The girl burst out laughing and reached over to hug her mother, saying, 'Oh Mom! You don't have to worry about that! I'm dating Susan!'
 




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