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JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.

After a while he asked: 'Mom, why have you got two? Is one for hot and

one for cold milk?'


MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she

was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, 'If you don't

remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to



STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight. 'I love you so

much, that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom



BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a chewable aspirin. She

tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle.. Seeing her frustration,

her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd have to open it for

her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: 'How does it know

it's me?'


SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. 'Please

don't give me this juice again,' she said, 'It makes my teeth cough.'


D. I. (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: 'How much do I



MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and

kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his

dad: 'Why is he whispering in her mouth?'


CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked

what was troubling him, he replied, 'I don't know what'll happen with

this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?'


JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: 'The man

named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his

wife looked back and was turned to salt. Concerned, James asked: 'What

happened to the flea?'


TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather

wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then

asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'


The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget.. This particular Sunday

sermon... 'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward

heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are

but dust.' He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient

daughter (who was listening!) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly

in her shrill little girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'


The most wasted day is that in which we have not laughed!

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