Silly kids

I just have to share some funny kid stories. They say the funniest things sometimes! First, the other night Mitch and Lizzy were sitting on the couch together, and Mitchell was getting grumpy with Liz. He told her she was in his bubble. She stuck out her finger and said, “Pop! New bubble!” They both started laughing and that was the end of that!

Mitchell argues about everything. As you can imagine, it drives Josh and I crazy, and I’m sure other people too. Every once in a while though, it makes for a good story. Here are a couple of them.

One day my mom was babysitting the kids while I was at work and she was taking Mitchell to school. I had told her how to get there using the main roads so that it is nearly impossible to get lost. That isn’t the way I normally drive to get there, but it is much easier to explain. So she is driving along, and Mitchell is telling her that she is going the wrong way. She tells him that she is going the way I told her to go, and since he can’t just leave it at that, he keeps arguing. At some point he tells my mom that there are a million ways to get there. Well, his school is about 3 blocks away, so being a logical, reasoning adult, my mom said, “Well there’s probably not quite that many.” But Mitchell, being the argumentative 6 year old that he is always has to try to prove you wrong, so he pipes up with, “Yeah, because you could go to New York on your way!” Okay, smart alec, if you go completely out of your way, you could probably come up with a million different ways to get there. I just had to laugh at that one. Of course, it is much funnier when it is happening to someone other than me…

Another day he was outside our apartment playing with one of his toys, and one of our neighbors (Ratha) commented on how cool his toy was. The following conversation went something like this:

Mitchell: Do you have one?
Ratha: No, I don’t have anything.
Mitchell: Well, do you have a house?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.
Mitchell: Do you have a wife?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.
Mitchell: Do you have food?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.
Mitchell: Do you have clothes?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.
Mitchell: Do you have a car?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.
Mitchell: Do you have _______?
Ratha: Well, yeah, I have one of those.

This went on until Ratha made it to the third floor and into his apartment. His wife, who was inside during this exchange, and heard most of it, was laughing when he got inside. He said to her, “Well, I guess he told me!” She told us that they decided maybe he should be a lawyer when he grows up. Maybe so…
Once again, much funnier when it happens to someone else!