Six Funny Parenting Stories

Parenting has already been coined as “the most challenge and rewarding experience” a person can have. It is easy to be caught up in the worries and wonders concerning your children. Are they getting the right nutrition? What about safety issues? The rising concerns about the environment and the health of our children. Even the adjustment to school can cause worries. Last, there is the always the universal concern in every parent about being a good parent. With all the worries, we sometimes get wrapped up and miss the humor in parenting. If you haven’t found your funny moment for the day, the following will give you a few.

Several years ago, my friend and her four year old son came by to visit. Her little boy came inside with a worm to show us. I told him it was a good looking worm, but really needed to be outside. When our visit ended, we stepped outside to find the worm stretch out on the railing of the porch. His mother asked him why he put it there instead of back in the dirt. He looked at her and said “He was all wet mom. So I put him up there to dry.”

My children went to stay with their dad this weekend. My oldest made a comment and started a whole conversation full of calling each other dude in every sentence. As my four year old hugged me then my husband and as he walked past me he looked right at me and said “See you later dude.”

I have several brothers and sisters. A few nights ago I talked to my seventeen year old sisters who had to tell me a funny story about her and my ten year old sister. The older sister was trying to have a conversation with the younger one and with their on going joke, called her a retard. Well, the youngest through the conversation kept repeating “I’ll so you a retard.” During this, the oldest dropped a book and followed with her version of no cussing by saying “Oh balls.” The youngest, without thinking about it or understanding it, return with “I’ll show you balls.” When she gets old enough to understand, my sister will have a lot of fun.

Going back to my mom, my boys were eating pizza one evening for dinner while I was trying to catch up with my mom on the phone. I turned around to see my children leaning over the table with their faces in their plates. Without thinking I told them not to eat like dogs. My mom burst out laughing at my comment and I couldn’t keep a straight face to make my point about why they are not to do eat like that.

Now pizza for dinner for my boys always comes with funny stories. On another evening, I found they were eating pizza faster then I could get it. When I came back to the table, my youngest look at me and told me he stuck the pizza up his nose. Now, in a sense this was kind of funny on its own, but he followed it by telling me it was stuck and he couldn’t get it out. Once again, I couldn’t keep a straight face. Luckily, he manage to get it before I recovered from laughing so then I didn’t have to do it for him.

The last story I have right now is part funny and part stress relief. My youngest was born six weeks premature. At a week and a half, he was air lifted out of our semi small town to a better equipped hospital four hours away. I stayed with my parents because they was only an hour from the hospital so I could be able to spend more time with him. During his stay, I would help out my parents by watching my sister during the day in trade for them to watch my children in the evening. I would then drive the hour down, spend time with my son, and then drive the hour back. One the night they moved him from a level three NIUC to a level two, I stayed much later then usual. I went down to the snack machines with the weight of him getting better, the concern of being a good parent since I was trying to split the time, and the fact that my husband of the time decided to sit out the whole situation leaving it all to me. I stuck my hand into my pocket for change, and found a surprise from the other boys that greatly lifted my spirits. I found gum in my pocket.