Siblinghood Of The Travelling Pants

| CA, USA | Siblings

(My sister and I are driving home from Lake Tahoe. It is cold there, and it’s cold where we’re from, but on the road it’s very hot. I am sweating, and decide to take off my pants. She can’t decide on music to listen to.)

Me: *looking through my iPod* “Have you heard this song by Willow Smith?”

Sister: “I don’t know, what is it?”

(I begin to play ‘I Whip My Hair back and Forth.’ We listen for a minute or so, and then I break out laughing.)

Sister: “What’s so funny?”

Me: “Just imagine how bad this would look to a cop. Me, a 20-year-old guy, sitting around in my underwear, sweating, and listening to an 8-year-old girl sing.”

Sister: *stares at me* “Yeah, you’re a creeper.”

From The Mouth Of Babes

| USA | Children, Cousins

(My cousin’s bedroom has just been painted, so she moves to her brother’s bedroom. He sleeps on his bed, while she sleeps on the floor.)

4-year-old sister: “Eww, are they going to have babies?”

This One Is A Real Mind-Gender

| UK | Children

(I am talking to a friend, whose younger brother is with him.)

Me: “My dad has a twin sister.”

Friend’s 4-year-old brother: “Can you tell them apart?”

In Need Of Change

| Chicago, IL, USA | Children, Sons & Daughters

(My 3-year old daughter is counting out a bunch of her coins.)

Daughter: ”91, 92, 94!”

Me: “What happened to 93?”

(She begins looking around, very concerned.)

Me: “No, I mean you skipped 93.”

(She stares at me a moment, then stares at her line of coins. She suddenly points to a random coin and declares.)

Daughter: “93!”

The Birds And The Busybodies

| St. Paul, MN, USA | Parents & Guardians

(I’m 22, and I am at my wedding reception.)

Mom: “Now, honey. You know you can always come talk to me whenever you’re having troubles.”

Me: “Okay, mom.”

Mom: “Especially after you decide to have children. I give great advice! When I worked at the hospital, all my coworkers there said I gave the best advice.”

Me: “Okay, mom. I’ll let you know.”

Mom: *leans in close to me, and starts to whisper loudly* “You know what you have to do to have babies, right?”

Me: “Yes mom, I know where babies come from…”