It’s been awhile since I’ve posted a “Through the Eyes of a Child.” It’s not for lack of inspiration, that’s for sure. My three and a half year old keeps me laughing through most of my days!

Here are two of his most recent funnies:

**We were headed to a splash park the other day and I was getting a bag together. Lucas said, “Mom, don’t forget the sun scream!”

**If you’ve seen me in person (and in some photos), you know that I have a lot of freckles. I have very fair skin and despite liberal sunscreening (or sun screaming), freckles still cover my face and shoulders. Lucas inherited my fair skin (poor child) and I am crazy obsessive about putting sunscreen on him. Despite my own best efforts, he has a couple of freckles on his nose. I must admit, they are CUTE, but I hope he doesn’t end up looking like me.

Anyway, I completely digressed there. The other day, Mike and I were talking about my freckles, Lucas’s freckles, and freckles in general. During this conversation, I expressed my hatred for my freckles. For the millionth time, my husband assured me that he loved them and thought they were cute. He added, “I think they are hot.”

Our little eavesdropper heard this, absorbed it, and went about his business. About an hour later, Lucas came up to me and asked, “Mom, can I touch your freckles?”

I gave him a curious look, but said, “Sure.”

He put his pointer finger on my nose and touched my freckles.

“Ouch,” He exclaimed, waving his hand back and forth dramatically.

“What?”

“Your freckles are really hot, Mom.”

Yes, yes they are, my child.

Now, it’s your turn! Tell your own “Through the Eyes of a Child” moment! Leave a comment or link up! If you do link up, be sure to include a link back here.

Life happens when we see the world through the eyes of a child!

Lucas has been full of little funnies lately, so I decided to do another round of “Through the Eyes of a Child.”

*The other evening I was browning pork chops before putting them in the oven. I left them a little too long on one side. Realizing this, I sighed and said, “Aww man.” Lucas looked up from coloring and said, “What, Mommy? Did you burn dinner again?” Ha! Susie Homemaker I am not.

*The other night, Lucas and Mike were having a sweet moment. Mike said, “I missed you today, Lucas.” Lucas responded by saying he missed his daddy, too. Mike said, “What part did you miss most about me being at work?” Lucas said, “Your arm.”

*Yesterday, while I was giving Caroline a bath, I heard a lot of commotion in her nursery. After I’d gotten her wrapped in her towel, I carried her into her room. There I saw Lucas in her crib (his old crib) staring at me with guilty eyes. I started to get upset, but then I took a breath and changed my tune. “Hi there, baby Lucas!” I said to him. “I’m not a baby!” He replied back. “Well you better get out of the crib then since it’s only for babies.” He looked up at me with his bright eyes and said, “I can’t know how to get out.” This made me laugh so hard! I pulled him out of the crib and he said, “I can’t know how to get out of the crib, but I know how to get in!”

*Lucas is obsessed with Kevin (the man who built our lakehouse and more recently our deck at home). He constantly pretends to “fix” our lakehouse or “build” our deck. He plays with his pretend tools and is always wondering if these are the tools Kevin uses. He constantly asks for and about Kevin even though he’s completely finished building for us. The other day it was snowing as we were walking through a parking lot. Lucas asked how it was snowing. I tried to explain the concept of weather to my 3 year old as best I could. Then he asked who made it snow. Thinking he would respond with “God,” I asked him who he thought made the snow. Instead he said, “Kevin.”

Do you have any cute kid stories? Please share!

Life happens when we see the world through the eyes of a child.

I’ve contemplated sending this particular story into one of those parenting magazines with the kid funnies.

My niece is 12 years old. She is my goddaughter and I love her to pieces! I was a senior in high school when she was born and I was over the moon that she came into the world and made me an aunt. When she first learned to talk, she called me MeMe and the nickname stuck.

We observed early in her toddlerhood that she and I share numerous similarities in personality. We’re both painfully shy, dramatic, and emotional to a fault.

I was visiting my sister and her kiddos one afternoon when my niece was about four years old. Out of nowhere, she exhibited one of her emotional outbursts. Once everyone was calmed, my sister shook her head and lamented, “You sure do have Meme’s genes.”

My niece stood puzzled. She looked down at the pants she was wearing and up at me. She looked back down at her pants and back up at mine.

Frustrated and annoyed she replied, “I don’t have Meme’s jeans. These are mine.”

Life happens when we see the world through the eyes of a child!

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Last week, I started a little project for myself and I hope you play along! To recap, I wanted a special way to record the things the children in my life say and do. I love witnessing the world through their eyes.

This week’s Through The Eyes of a Child Thursday is brought to you by my three year old.

My husband has a tattoo on his ankle. It is something neither of us really pays much attention to, but the other day, Lucas brought it up.

Mike was stepping out of the shower and Lucas was observing him.

“Daddy? Did you get your picture clean?” He wanted to know.

And by “picture,” he meant tattoo. It took awhile for that to register for us, but once we did, we got a big kick out of it. Lucas’s wheels are always turning and I love it!

What have those cute kids in your life done or said this week?

Life happens when we see the world through the eyes of a child!

As a mother and an aunt, I’m surrounded by children. I absolutely love watching them figure things out. I love seeing the wheels turning as they discover something new.

What I love most is experiencing the world through their eyes and minds.

Recently, my sister and nephew (age 4) went to the grocery store. My sister heard the Salvation Army bell ringing and gathered some change from her purse. She gave it to my nephew and told him to put the money in the red bucket.

Puzzled, he did as he was told. This was the first time he’d ever seen the donation pail and he didn’t know what it was for. As they entered the store, he asked, ”Mom? Do we have to pay to go to Kroger, now?”

Don’t you just love the minds of kids?

Now, it’s your turn! Link up or comment with a story of your own!

Life happens when we see the world through the eyes of a child!