My children love to have a sweet treat, as I’m sure most kids do. But my girls have a drive to sniff out, hunt down and locate all sweets in our household.
After Easter we “hid” all of the candy in the cabinet above our refrigerator. Naively we thought this would be a safe place for it. However, the girls had a different plan. While I was out of the room for a few minutes Violet, 5, pulled a chair into the kitchen opened the refrigerator and climbed the shelves inside the fridge to get to the candy. Luckily our refrigerator is in a built in alcove so it can’t fall over on her. When I came in the room the fridge door was wide open with a chair in front of it, the contents of the candy bag were scattered across the kitchen floor and the girls were happily eating their plunder. The candy hiding spot has since been moved several times (because they keep finding it.)
Violet probably has the most powerful sweet tooth out of my three children and she is always hounding me for candy. We had a day where she was really trying to convince me to give her a treat. After a lot of “convincing” I gave in and let her have a piece of chocolate. She grabbed the chocolate turned her back to me and said, “Yum! Finally sweet little chocolate you’re all mine.”
Violet was snacking on raspberries and sang to them in the sweetest little voice, “I am eating you.”
Eleanor, 3, was eating goldfish and told me, “Look mom, I found a new friend.”
She played with her new friend for about five minutes singing and talking to it. Then she giggled and said, “I bited his head off.” She had about five more new “friends” and they all met the same fate.
One sunny afternoon this spring, my husband, Terry, was sitting on the porch railing leaning back and holding Eleanor.
“I’m going to fall and hit my head,” she said.
“No you’re not,” he said and set her down on the porch. She immediately climbed up on a chair and leaned over the railing.
“Don’t do that,” Terry said. “You’re going to fall and hit your head.”
“I told you,” she said.
Georgia Hubbell, 5, of Bend, Oregon, told her mom, “The only difference between me and Liam (her brother, 8) is that I can lay babies and he can’t.”
Georgia is the granddaughter of Jude Hubbell, of Poulsbo.
Cary Rutledge, of Poulsbo, writes that her son, AJ, loves chocolate chip cookies and might possibly be the world’s biggest fan. AJ, who was 13 at the time, was eating so many chocolate chip cookies that Cary told him he might turn into one.
The next day, Cary heard screaming, like “I found a large spider “ screaming, she said. AJ came running upstairs. He was covered in brown spots all over his face, arms and hands.
“Mom. You were right. I turned into a chocolate chip cookie,” he yelled.
Cary went from shock to laughter to a big sigh. “I hope that’s not permanent marker,” she said.
When Jamie Simonis, of Silverdale, worked at a preschool they were trying to get the children down for a nap one afternoon but a few of the kids would not quiet down. One little girl yelled out, “I just can’t get any shut eye.”
I would love to hear your funny kid stories so please send them my way. Parents, teachers, grandparents, aunts, uncles and people who love kids please send your stories and cute kid photos to quinn@ward.media. I look forward to hearing from you.
Quinn Ward is a former journalist living in Poulsbo. She has been recording the amazing and outrageous things her kids say since they have been able to talk.
