I got this email from my sister-in-law. Thanks, Carol! It’s questions about moms posed to kids in the second grade. Their responses are so cute! I added what I think my kids would say if asked the same questions…
All answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions :
Why did God make mothers?
1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
What I think my kids would say: So somebody would be there to answer the question, “What’s for dinner?”
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.
My Kids: He cast a spell. Sometimes, it doesn’t work well, though. Thus, Patti.
What ingredients are mothers made of ?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.
My Kids: God made mothers out of love and goodness. He just was running short of supplies when he made my mom.
Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We’re related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s moms like me.
My Kids: Because she’s the only one we can blame when anything at all goes wrong.
What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
My Kids: (This one was easy for me to guess) I’m pretty sure she was never a kid, never little, and I know she was never fun.
What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?
My Kids (especially Emily): A heckuva lot more than she did.
Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.
My Kids – again, especially Emily, who just asked this question last night. We really can’t figure out a reason!
Who’s the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
My Kids: Depends on who you ask…we all think we are the boss. Therein lies the problem.
What’s the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power ’cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend’s.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.
My Kids: Dads say jump. Moms ask how high.
What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don’t do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
My Kids: Nothing that we want her to. Mostly, she sits around and writes embarrassing stuff about us.
What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she’s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I’d diet, maybe blue.
My Kids: A recall.
If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I’d GET rid of that.
2. I’d make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
My Kids: We only get to pick one thing? That’s not fair! It’s not fair! Well we hate the fact that she can pick out the one dress that’s perfect for us when it’s on the hanger…really, she takes all the fun out of dress shopping. (And we hate to admit that she’s right.)