Mama Byrd

Kids say the darndest things (not just my kids):

The kids and I went for a bike ride this week, and Elizabeth insisted on riding out in front of us as we zipped through the neighborhood. I noticed that one of our neighbors was watering her lawn up ahead, and the sprinkler was spraying into the street. Sure enough, both kids pedaled as hard as they could straight for the sprinkler. I nearly fell off my bike when Elizabeth’s voice floated back to me: “Look out world, here I come!” Once she heard me laughing at her, she said it over and over again.

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Phillip has a pair of Superman pajamas that he would wear every night (and probably all day) if we would let him. As soon as he gets into them, Lannie “flies” him around the room humming the theme song: “Da-da-da! Da-da-da-da-da!” Thursday morning he woke up with a very wet diaper, and Lannie had to change his pajamas. He protested, “No!” Lannie persisted, and Phillip said, “But I Superman!” Lannie told him, “You’re super-wet!”

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One of the seniors in my journalism class asked me about my family this week, and I showed him a picture of my kids. “You got three kids?” he asked. “How old are you, Miz Byrd?” I told him I was 32, and he said, “You sure did tell your age fast!” I told him I wasn’t ashamed of being 32, and one of the other students told me that 32 wasn’t old. “You don’t think 32 is old?” said the first student, incredulously. “My mom’s 36!”

Filed under: Uncategorized on August 25th, 2007