The Kind Of Boy Who Grows Up to Be President

Eight-year-old boy playing Nintendo: Die! Die! Diediediediediediedie!
Older brother: Isn't that a little violent?
Eight-year-old: I'm goddam Kirby! I can do anything I want!

Houston, Texas

Posted on June 24, 2015
Death & dying, Default, Family, Games, Guys, Kids, Offers and requests, Questions, Texas, Violence

I Just Like Peeing on Sticks

Mom: So tell me the truth. Was that your pregnancy test dad found in the trash?
Daughter: Jesus Christ, mom! No!
Mom: Okay, well, I just wanted to…
Daughter, interrupting: I wish it was my test! At least then I'd be having a good time!

YMCA
Nashville, Tennessee

Posted on June 19, 2015
Family, Family ties, Girls, Moms, Parenting, Pregnancy, Questions, Sex, Tennessee, Wishes

…Or at Least I Try to Forget.

Daughter: You don't remember his mom?
Mother: Not the one with the cool back hair.

Canton, Ohio

Overheard by: Kaylah

Posted on January 21, 2011
Family, Hair, Memory lane, Moms, Ohio, Questions

The Two Types Of People: Encapsulated.

Mom: Oh, no… A dead chipmunk.
Small child: Yay! A dead chipmunk!

Morgantown, West Virginia

Posted on December 3, 2010
Animals, Death & dying, Family, Feelings, Happiness, Kids, West Virginia

We Don't Want to Think Dirty Things About This Quote, But…

Father: What will happen if mommy finds out?
Daughter: Total plutonic reversal.
Father: And?
Daughter: And I won't get any more suckers.

Bloomington, Indiana

Overheard by: Danzdman

Posted on November 27, 2010
Candy, Family, Indiana, Kids, Parenting

…Brian.

Mother of musical theater fan: Oh, I didn't know Andrew Lloyd Webber wrote that. Well, maybe I did, but you weren't my daughter then.

Canadia

Posted on September 19, 2010
Age and ageing, Canadia, Family, Moms, Music, Parenting

You're Too Kind, Madame

Little girl, in Arabic, as she sits in the train: Smells like cotton candy!
Mother, in French: Yeah, you're right, it smells like cotton candy. (to grandmother) Don't you think it smells like cotton candy?
Young black woman, sitting in the next row, smiling: It's me. It's my perfume.
Mother: Really?! What is it?
Young black woman: Vanilla and cotton candy.
Mother: Really? My girl told me it smells like the amusement park. At first I thought it was the cleaning product they used to wash the train floor. (pause) It smells really good.

C Train
Paris
France

Overheard by: BBM Tm

Posted on August 15, 2010
Black people, Candy, Cleanliness, Compare and contrast, Family, France, Kids, Moms, Sensory experiences, Strangers, Train

Good Job, Guys

Dad: Okay kids, here's a penny for each of you! Throw it in the fountain and make a wish! Mark*, what did you wish for?
Mark*: A cupcake!
Dad: Okay! Joe*, what did you wish for?
Joe*: A garbage can!

Zoo
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania