Out of the Mouths of Babes

I was on my daily walk with my two young children one warm sunny morning in Ripley Ontario (believe or not) when an elderly neighbour stopped us to chat for a bit. When she greeted my son Adam, who was around three and a half years old at the time, she began gently patting him on the head saying hello to him. He scrunched up his shoulders and scowled up at me and said: “mom, why is Mrs. Lock patting me on the head like a dog”.  Mortified and embarrassed I looked over at my lovely little neighbour getting ready to apologize to her,  when she said with a great big grin on her face: “Out of the mouths of babes, you just never know what they are going to come out with do you?”

Kids! You got to love them!

Submitted By Lynn Landry