JACK (age 3) was watching his Mum breast-feeding his new baby 
 sister. After a while he asked: 'Mum why have you got two? Is one
 for hot milk 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 knickers. 
 Mine say five to six.'
  
 
  
 STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mum good night. 'I love you 
 so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my 
 bedroom window.
  
 
  
 BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache and wanted a pain killer. 
 She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her 
 frustration, her Mum 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.'
  
 
  
 DJ (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 Mum
 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 it?'
  
 
  
 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 Mum knew. Tammy looked at her for a
 while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
  
 
  
 The Sermon I think this Mum 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 four year old girl voice, 
 'Mum, what is butt dust?