no adult is this creative!!

JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After
a while he asked: “Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold
milk?”

MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so
old she didn’t remember any more. Melanie said, “If you don’t remember you
must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.”

STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight. “I love you so much,
that when you die I’m going to bury you outside my bedroom window.”

BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in vain
to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it
was a childproof cap and she’d have to open it for her. Eyes wide with
wonder, the little girl asked: “How does it know it’s me?

SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. “Please don’t
give me this juice again,” she said, “It makes my teeth cough.”

DI (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: “How much do I cost?”

MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing
in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: “Why
is he whispering in her mouth?”

CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what
was troubling him, he replied, “I don’t know what’ll happen with this bed
when I get married. How will my wife fit in?”

JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: “The man named
Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked
back and was turned to salt.” Concerned, James asked: “What happened to
the flea?”

TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled
woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, “Why
doesn’t your skin fit your face?”

The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget….this particular Sunday
sermon…”Dear Lord,” the minister ! began, with arms extended toward heaven
and a rapturous look on his upturned face. “Without you, we are but dust.”
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter (who
was listening!) Leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill
little girl voice, “Mom, what is butt dust?”