funny things kids say

Extreme weather: Wot so Funee?

The year 2 topic in my brother’s class at the moment is extreme weather – ice storms, volcanoes, rainforests, etc. He is taking part in an assembly this week to showcase what he has learned so far. I’m really hoping they rehearse him before the big event, because here are 2 nuggets of information he gave me over the weekend: Hailstones are like ice-pops. (Yeah, in a weird alternate universe where Vanellope von Schweetz really is Queen). You get piranhas on Amazon. Now, I know everyone’s worried about world domination at the hands of the e-commerce giant, but I don’t think there’s …

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Bullies: Wot so Funee?

Short and sweet for us this week, but here’s one from The Bug: I’m delighted to confirm that I have moved up 3 book levels in my first half term of Year 2 at school. I’m particularly taken with a book series about Big Barry Baker. I’m less keen on my mother’s attempts to focus me on the wider issues in the text I’m reading. We recently read Big Barry Baker and the Bullies. Two chapters, and I read them very well, thank you. Then begins the inquisition: “Why do you think children become bullies?“ She begins to quiz me. “They’re …

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Spider Webs: Wot so Funee?

On the School Run “It’s like the spiders have made England into an adventure playground…” Spider webs in the mist I had a whole other #funee lined up for today, but after the school run this morning I couldn’t resist this one. Because that’s the best thing about a Mummy blog – the small moments with your children that make you smile on a misty morning. Now, if you have your own post to link this week, grab the badge code from the sidebar, and click the link below to enter your post – I can’t wait to see what …

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When I grow up: Wot So Funee?

  When I grow up When I’m 30 years old I will live 1 kilometre from my current home. I will live in a mountain, on a house. Hmmm. You need to have a rethink darling. We live in Hertfordshire; there are no mountains here, and all you will find within one kilometre is a 1950’s housing estate and 5 Tesco metros. Unless of course your mountain is metaphorical, which it would have to be, were you to actually build it on top of a house. I do hope the house in question is not our current abode – I think …

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Brain fog: Wot so Funee?

By The Bug, aged 5¾ I’m not sure what it is with the women in my house at the moment. It’s like they’ve all got some kind of dementia. I mean, with Mummy you’ve got to expect it – she’s forever forgetting where I left my water bottle, and it’s got to the point where I may as well just put my pants in the wash-basket myself these days – she’s really not on top of things like she once was… But now my sister has brain fog as well! Daddy says she has her head in the clouds, which …

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That Helen Keller was soooo lucky! A Wot so Funee? post

As many of you are aware, I’m a reader of the late-night variety. I have had my book-case surgically removed from my bedroom by my sleep-worshiping parents, and I step foot out of my bedroom during official sleeping hours at my peril. However, being less devout and more youthful in outlook than my past-it tired elders, I can go to all sorts of lengths to achieve a night-time read. Anyway, I don’t consider myself abnormal. Most of my friends are keen on the pursuit of covert reading. In fact, a good friend of mine recently took up the hobby and has myriad …

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Desperate measures

This week your host is Helen over at Just a Normal Mummy. Now, a small word of warning: don’t go there if you can’t handle square-words, because she uses them a lot! But then that WallyBubba she’s raising over there sounds like she would drive poor Maria VonTrapp to the gin 😉 Last week I told you how the Bug was poorly. Thankfully he’s a lot better, but the inconsiderate little creature has only gone and passed his cough and sore throat on to me! I’m less grumpy than fiery when I’m ill, so EVERYONE has been in a lot …

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Wot So Funee? Pandora’s Box

The transition to Key Stage 2 and Junior School has been fun, but hard work. I have loved it, relishing the challenge of something new, enjoying learning so much about the ancient Greeks, earning house points for my appreciation of mythology, focusing on the weekly value – respect, ambition, enterprise, teamwork… It has, however, been a very long half-term. At parent’s evening last week my teacher detailed to M&D what a pleasure I had been, how helpful, supportive, hard-working, and willing to have a go. But 8 weeks is a long stretch; it is something that Daddy dismissed as nonsense …

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I know about God: Wot So Funee?

This is a Linky post – go ahead and link up Some of the the things the Bug and I know about God…. GG: Mummy, God is the only person who never leaves you. Bug: Yes, because I know where God is. He’s in your heart. Bug: Mummy, today God came to visit our class! GG: 🙄 No he didn’t. God can’t actually go places. Bug: He can! He came to talk to us about the Christian religion. I know him, his name’s Graham. Later… Bug: Look, there’s God, that’s who came to visit us today! That’s God. The Vicar: …

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Funny things kids say – The Bug aged 4

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Funny things kids say Diary entry. GG. Age 6 1/4 I like to think that I speak rather well. From the moment of my first utterance Daddy has been priming me with the most elaborate and un-childlike words he can think of. Usually when he has nothing much else to do, such as when supervising the bath. Hence my ability to correctly enunciate the term ‘dermatologically formulated’ before the age of two. He believes it will make me sound more intelligent as I grow up, but the more usual reaction is fits of giggles from Mummy, or bemused stares from strangers. Obviously the Bug uses …

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