I remember when I was about 7 years old, an early December morning, a Sunday school classmate REALLY wanted it to snow early for our Christmas break. (Christmas was still a few weeks away). He made a short speech in Sunday school about it. Going so far as to write a note to his parents; a note to several friends including myself, putting us all on notice that he would not be bathing or eating until it snowed. My young brain was quite impressed at his zeal. I lost track of the days – and the note. But the next Sunday I remembered his oath. I was excited to see if he didn’t take a bath for a whole week! Did he eat? Had he melted away from starvation? Would he look the same? Would he look like “little orphan Annie” my only reference point at that young age?
I walked through the parking lot with eager awareness that cold winter morning, my patent leather shoes scuffing as I walked along the curb. My pea coat ruffling against the wind, my thoughts were on the snow-day pact my young friend had made. Then what did I see?
His family’s station wagon! There he was in the front seat “chowing down” on a big fat country ham biscuit and a large glass of apple juice. I gasped! “What happened to the not eating?” I exclaimed. More of an accusation than a question. (I knew it hadn’t snowed).
“Oh,” he casually responded. “That didn’t mean my grandma’s food.”
Boy, was I disappointed. I begrudgingly stomped off to class. I’m not completely sure why. But I do recall having the feeling of being “let down.” I must have wanted him to show up stinky, putrid, and skinny– a young nobleman with a cause. No baths! No food!
When it snowed AFTER Christmas, my young friend took credit in class. “See! My plan worked!” I did what any good 7 year old girl would do…I ‘bopped him on the arm’ really good and indignantly told him he didn’t have anything to do with it snowing.
What did the teacher say? “Somebody needs a happy pill this morning, right Kimmie?!” Lesson learned! Haha! (We can all use a happy pill sometimes, I suppose! Thankfully, as an adult, I understand that my sincere joy comes from knowing Christ Jesus. Every Christian has this gift of genuine peace).
Ya’ never know what amusing things kids will do or say. I wanted to share a few comments made by kids about relationships! I thought they were quite funny. Enjoy…
Kids Say The Funniest Things Part 2 (Found Online)
HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY?
You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
- Alan, age 10
No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
- Kirsten, age 10
WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
- Camille, age 10
No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
- Freddie, age 6HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
- Derrick, age 8
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
- Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
- Lynnette, age 8
On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
- Martin, age 10
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