Sammy was still thinking about the cute baby he saw the other day.
Sammy: Daddy, when I grow up will I be a Mummy and have a baby?
Daddy: No, you will be a Daddy.
Sammy: But how do you know? I might be a girl when I grow up.
Daddy: You don’t change when you grow up. When boys grow up they become men. When girls grow up they become women.
Sammy: Oh.
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At church. Sammy was very much fascinated with a cute baby behind us.
He leans over to Daddy, whispering softly while still looking at the baby:
Sammy: Daddy…
Daddy: Yes?
Sammy: When can I have a baby?
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When the children make offense, sometimes they write an apology and hand it to the other person, or post it on a wall in the house. So sometimes Pia will write “Mummy, sorry for not finishing my lunch”
One day, Sammy comes to Daddy with pencil and paper. He is going to write a sorry letter.
Sammy: Daddy, how do you spell “I’m”?
Daddy: I – apostrophe – M
Sammy: How do you spell “sorry”?
Daddy: S-O-R-R-Y
Sammy: How do you spell “I made”
Daddy: I – M-A-D-E
Sammy: How do you spell “poison ball”?
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Pia grabs Daddys legs, and tries to pull him to the ground.
Daddy: Stop it!
Pia: I’m trying to see if I can kill you.
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Bedtime. Pia seems unsettled, trying to think of how to ask a question that’s been on her mind for a while.
Pia: Daddy… uhm…
Daddy: Yes?
Pia: Why do you and Mummy fart so much?
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