This post is from littlejailbird.
Barbara in Rivertown’s comment on Name That Carrot: “It’s kind of looking at clouds…” inspired this post.
My mom is a big fan of looking at clouds and seeing various things in them. She has told me, more than once, of how, when she was a kid, she liked to lie down outdoors and just see how many things she could see in the clouds. I suppose when you grow up in Iowa there is a lot of sky and clouds to look at.
This penchant for looking at clouds has apparently passed down to other generations. One day, when the twins (her great-grandchildren) and I were outside, they were looking up at the sky. We talked about what the clouds looked like. Twin 2 said, “I see a…BUTT!” and they both dissolved in laughter.
Tell us something funny that a child you know has said or done.
Trail Baboon 
YA: (looking over shoulder as I type annual newsletter) Aren’t you doing a column of my funny sayings?
Me: No, not this year.
YA: Why? Wasn’t I funny enough this year?
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wasnt she?
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I had been thinking that year I wouldn’t do the funny sayings because she was starting to get a little older and I thought she might be embarrassed. But she’s clearly over that.
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Rise and Shine Baboons,
Happy Autumn, Baboons. At least according to the calendar and the weather.
My nephew, who was from early childhood, an apt social observer, was telling me about first grade social structure and where he fit it in. He said, “There are good boys and bad boys. Then there is the king of the bad boys and prince of the bad boys, king of the good boys and prince of the good boys. I am the Prince of the good boys.”
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the greatest comploiment ever paid to me was bu greg kutcher in 9th grade
he said there are the good kids and the bad kids the smart kids and the kids who are challenged. they all hang out in their own groups except you. you get along with every body. you are the only person i know thats like that.
i said thank you and tucked it away.
greg was a math science brain whose passion was classical music and band music. he said he wanted to be a composed when he grew up .
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So is he composed now that he is grown up?
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Our daughter was put in time out in her Grade 1 classroom, and started singing “I’m in the jailhouse now”. She heard a recording of it at home. I don’t think she yodeled while she sang it.
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If I were directing a reenactment of the scene for a movie, she would definitely yodel.
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I have been snorting and chortling all morning about this one.
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Yeah, the visual I get of this is quite amusing.
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Okay, I am not a child, nor is my inspiration.
My wife did a profile for the senior center. The subject is an active 103-year old. He does aquasize every day and volunteers at the popcorn wagon. When asked about mobility, he said his doctor advised him to look up when walking, not down. “Works for me,” he said.
So, on my walks, with and without dog friend, I started looking up. Haven’t seen good clouds (a Magritte sky) for images, but I’ve noticed great things about trees. Looking up contradicts so much of what I learned doing archaeology, but I enjoy trees more than looking at sidewalks and weeds in lawns.
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Yes, it’s amazing – the undersides of leaves are different, the animals…
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welcome
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Here are two cultural links to seeing things in clouds.
Joni Mitchell wrote “Both Sides Now,” although the recording of it most of us heard might have been Judy Collins’ from her famous “Wildflowers” album.
And then there is this magical moment from the movie “Amelie.” (sorry about the ad)”
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Listening to Baron barking in another room.
Me: He’s barking his fool head off.
Child: Baron’s head is going to come off????
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When my oldest granddaughter was about four, she attended a Montessori school in our part of town and it became routine that we would pick her up after school and drive her home to Golden Valley. The drive was always good for some interesting chatter. As you will see, she is and always has been a sponge for facts, especially where they involve wildlife.
She had remarked on something she had heard outside of the car.
I commented that she had very sharp ears. She replied, “An owl can hear a mouse under six feet of snow.”
“That’s amazing,” I said, “do you think you could hear a mouse under six feet of snow?”
She responded, “Mice don’t live in our world.”
“Where do they live?” I asked.
“China,” she replied.
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Here’s one that showcases the different personalities of the twins. If you don’t like humor that involves bodily functions, you won’t like this, so you can stop reading here.
Background: I recently framed some of my own photos, as well as some of Eliot Porter’s that I removed from a book, and hung them on the living room wall. The next morning, my babysitting morning, the twins were standing and looking intently at the photos.
Twin 1, who is a serious soul, pointed to this one – http://tinyurl.com/y8dwrx6p – and asked, “What’s this one called?” I said, “Blue Ice on River,” and he said, very seriously, “I like that one.”
Twin 2 then pointed to this one – http://tinyurl.com/ya4ztc24 – and said loudly, “I like this one – because there’s a monkey pooping on the tree!” and burst out laughing and jumped around animatedly, repeating variations on that theme and refusing to admit there was no monkey pooping there. I must admit that it made me laugh, too.
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Something that has long puzzled me is how little kids pick up so quickly on the naughty humor of jokes about bodily functions. You know what I’m talking about: boogers, poop, farts and all that stuff. If you want to make a four-year-old collapse laughing, tell him a joke with one of those words in it. And that surprises me. How do kids learn this when they are toddlers barely able to say anything?
I cracked up my 7-year-old grandson last week. I was demonstrating the new remote control for my cable TV. It operates conventionally, or you can ask it questions and use voice commands to access programs. Liam was struggling to get the remote to show programs for kids. I picked it up and asked for good shows for “little farts.” The TV politely repeated my command, then threw up a screen of programs for little farts. Liam loved it.
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I know some other people who would have loved that, Steve.
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Poetic license.
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Meant to go under ljb’s story…
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Rather than repeat a Joel story, there are some gems from our nephew Vin. When he was two he talked a lot, but was sometimes hard to decipher because his hard G and hard C sounds came out as a D, and an L was spoken as a Y. So it took a while when he was talking excitedly about some cats he’d seen, and we finally figured out this phrase: “the bid ditty and the yittle ditty” – I’ll leave you to figure it out…
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And what the heck, my favorite “young Joel” story is:
We were flying, when he was 4 years old, out to Calif. to, as I told him, “see Auntie Sue.” We were seated in a front row of Coach, and once we were in unbelted mode he stood up, looked back over his seat at the sea of people behind us, and practically yelled “MOM, ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE COMIN’ TO SEE AUNTIE SUE?” Lots of chuckles – it was the funnest flight I recall.
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That’s a good one, BiR.
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One more. Child was three. We were having a discussion about the differences between boys and girls. I said to her “well you know how boys go to the bathroom right?” To which she replied, without even a pause “Yes, they lift their legs like dogs.”
I had to pull the car over I was laughing so hard.
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