A Five-Year-Old’s View
Posted on 07. Mar, 2010 by Kate in Farm & Family, Musings
“Mom why are you trying to be fat?”
“It’s not fat, it’s the the baby,” I said.
“Uh-uh. I can see your back. It’s bent. You’re pushing your tummy out.”
4 Responses to “A Five-Year-Old’s View”
Leave a Reply
I am the mother of six learning to live in the country surrounded by in-laws. I've been married to the amazing Nate Palmer for 16 years; he is teaching me how to be a farm girl. In my spare time (okay--time I try really hard to set aside), I like to write. My first book, FALLING AWAKE, will be published in 2012 with Covenant Communications.
A True Short Story
My first published work entitled "More Than Pinecones" is in this collection of true Christmas stories.
Betty
08. Mar, 2010
Too Funny he is. I love little ones who say it like it is. Take Nathaniel on Sunday at moms. He corrected me that they were goloshes, not boots. However you spell it. He went outside in the front. He came in and I asked where he had been and he matter of factly said outside peeing on Grandma’s stairs. Very honest but in trouble. I loveed it. He liked seeing the snow turn yellow I think he said.
Jenni K. H.
08. Mar, 2010
You must have better posture than I ever did. When Kyle was 5 he asked if the baby was going to come out of my chest, because, “That’s where you’re getting bigger.”
Kate
08. Mar, 2010
Oh my word. I laughed and laughed at both your comments. Thanks!
shandrae
08. Mar, 2010
Needed to laugh, even if one of the comments made me go bright red in the face! Nathaniel also wanted to play rough on Sunday, but that was off limits in the house. So, just before we leave, he goes outside to play rough. He stood on the sidewalk and said, “Rough, rough, rough!”