A sampling of the things my 5 year old said this weekend:

Daughter: “Mom can you stuff someone down a toilet?

Me: No honey

Daughter: “what if you cut them up?”

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Daughter: “What happens if you shoot someone?”

Me: “You go to jail”

Daughter: “What happens if you stab someone”

Me: “You go to jail”  I turn around and look at her,

       “Why are you asking?”

She hasn’t watched any violent TV so I don’t know where it’s coming from, but it’s a little freaky.  

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At the dinner table on Mother’s Day with my husband’s extended family including his 90 year old grandmother

“Daddy, is Fuck a bad word?”

Then later in the bathroom to me: “Mom, why is fuck a bad word?, why is any word bad?”  Which prompted an interesting discussion about why some words are bad and some aren’t.

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And an amusing exchange:

“Mom can I pick out my own clothes?”

“Yes, within reason”

“As long as they’re not tacky right?”

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And more from today:

NPR had a bit about people putting isolated musical pieces (like a bass line or drum line) on the internet and strangers adding thier own selections (like vocals) to create songs.  I thought that was pretty neat.  So I commented to my daughter,

“Wow, you are so lucky to be born now, the technology you’re going to have is going to be amazing”

to which she replied

“I want a gecko”.

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I was talking to her about how my best friend had the nicest dog growing up:

Daughter: “What happened to her?”

Me: “She died honey”

Daughter: “Why?”

Me: “She just got old”

Daughter: “If I had the corpse I might be able to do something about that”.

No more Scooby Doo for her!