Butt Dust

What, you ask, is 'Butt dust?' Read on! These have to be original and genuine.

JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After a
while he asked: 'Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold
milk?'

MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so
old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, 'If you don't remember you must
look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.'

STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. 'I love you so much that
when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window.'

BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache and wanted a pain killer. She tried in vain
to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it
was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder,
the little girl asked: 'How does it know it's me?'

SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. 'Please don't give
me this juice again,' she said, 'It makes my teeth cough.'

DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: 'How much do I cost?'

MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in
a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: ' Why is he
whispering in her mouth?'

CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what
was troubling him, he replied, 'I don't know what'll happen with this bed when
I get married. How will my wife fit in it?'

JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: 'The man named Lot
was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back
and was turned to salt.' Concerned, James asked: 'What happened to the flea?'

TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled
woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why
doesn't your skin fit your face?'

I think this Mom will never forget this particular Sunday sermon...'Dear
Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous
look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust...' He would have
continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned
over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl
voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'