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    Raised With Love(craft)

    | CA, USA | Children, Friends, Sons & Daughters

    (My son is three years old and when I ask if he can say something new, he always gives it a try even if he mangles it horribly. Some friends are over playing the game ‘King of Tokyo’ and he is wandering around the table being his usual self.)

    Son: *points at the Kraken card* “What’s that?”

    Me: *thinking the Kraken looks a bit like Cthulhu* “That’s Cthulhu. Can you say ‘Cthulhu?’”

    Son: “Nope!” *wanders off*

    Friend: “That’s probably a good thing…”

    Fathering Warm Ideas

    | Antwerpen, Belgium | Children, Sons & Daughters

    (I just informed my 12-year-old son that the father of one of his friends died.)

    Son: “Poor [Friend]. I would give her my dad in a heartbeat but I need him myself so much.”

    Playing A Crying Game

    | CA, USA | Children, Sons & Daughters

    (Overheard while walking through a large, well known department store:)

    Child: *having a tantrum in the shopping cart*

    Mother: “[Child], stop crying right now!!”

    Child: *in between screams* “but… I… don’t want to stop crying!”

    This Child Has No Cruise Control

    | USA | Children, Parents & Guardians, Sons & Daughters

    (When I am around three years old, my dad gets a huge pay raise, so to celebrate, my mom, my dad, and I go on a short cruise around the Caribbean. I’m full of energy and therefore bouncing off the walls and screaming a lot, all while my mom tries to get me to stop. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door.)

    Mom: *opens the door*

    Security: “Good morning, ma’am. I heard reports of a child screaming and someone thought it was because of child abuse. Do you mind if I take a look inside?”

    (Suddenly, I knock over a phone next to the bed and the security guard looks at me.)

    Mom: “Do you want to take him?”

    Don’t Give Her Any Ideas

    | The Philippines | Children, Siblings, Sons & Daughters

    (I am nine years old. I am with my family, visiting my late grandparents.)

    Me: “What’s that?”

    Dad: “Those are tombstones for my parents. They died when I was very young.”

    Me: “Aw, I’m sorry Daddy.”

    Three-Year-Old Sister: “Why? Did you kill them?!”

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