Whenever I see a little kid, I think that each one is more beautiful than the
next. The fact is, I like to think of each of you website readers out there as m’little babies. I’m the mama and you’re the chickies. And I’ll lead you to the comedy pond, and if you get cold I’m gonna sit on ya. You’re welcome, quack.
I love kids. It’s so cute when they lose their teeth. They can fall asleep anywhere. They don’t have to pay for anything. Now that I think about it, kids are basically tiny hobos. But I think we can learn a lot from kids. They are so honest. If they think you look fat, they’ll tell you, “You look fat.” If you want to know about your neighbor’s marriage, you should ask their kid. “Really, Davy? You say ‘loveless?’ Here’s a quarter… keep your ears open.”
I love that kids can turn any chore into a game. I know because my housekeeper is 8. I taught her a game called “Ring around the Tubby.” She gets in that tub and scrubs and scrubs and never complains! Her tiny little hands can get in all the cracks. Then, when she’s done, she gets a fruit roll-up. Well, that’s enough blogging for today, kids. Why don’t you go out and play for a little while?
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Posted by Anton | October 11, 2011 2:36 AM