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You said WHAT?!

Thursday Jun 9, 2005

Sometimes children do and say things that sometimes make absolutely no sense to adults, but if you look just a little bit closer you can see the wisdom in their naivety. I mean Bill Cosby had an entire show based around such (Kids say the Darndest Things), Haley Joel Osment starred in a box office under-achieving film about said topic (Pay it Forward) , and we've all heard stories from our very own parents retelling moments from yesteryear.

Well a couple of stories come to mind from my own childhood. And this being my website I will feel free to tell three of them:

1. Most kids' first word is something along the lines of 'Mom' or 'Dad'. Not mine. According to sources my first word was 'Cookie.' Cookies remain a staple of my diet today. That's wisdom and foresight. And delicious.... Fudge stripe, thin mint (grasshoppers), M & M, chocolate chip, oreos, etc etc etc....

2. When I was little I really loved balloons. I would beg and beg for them. And the second I got my way? I'd release the balloon and watch it fly up into the clouds and out of sight.

This of course got tiresome for my family and I stopped getting the balloons so easily. So I would promise up and down that I would not release them anymore. Eventually though with enough promising mixed with begging and sweet childish batting of the eyes I would once again get my way and receive another balloon.

My mother would say, "Don't let that balloon go. You must keep it and enjoy it." But I had no intention of doing so. As quickly as possible I would release it to the heavens declaring, "Fly to Freedom! Fly, Fly!!"

3. As a child, well truth be told still today, I often had gas. But when I was little I didn't know it was called gas, or a toot, or a fart, or what have you. So once when I passed gas loudly at a family meal at the ripe age of 3 I decided it was time to name this act that was occurring seemingly on a daily basis. I looked up and said, "Tooshy Burp."

Perhaps speaking of cookies and farts while trying to free balloons from oppression won't really ring true with you as acts that show the truest brilliance of a child. All I know is I still find them charming.