What, you ask, is "butt
dust?" Read on and you'll discover thejoy in it! These have to be original and genuine. No adult isthis creative!!
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new babysister. After a while he asked "Mom why have you got two? Is onefor hot and one for cold milk?"
MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny repliedshe was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, "If youdon't remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine sayfive to six."
BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a pain killer. Shetried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing herfrustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she'dhave to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girlasked "How does it know it's me?"
STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. "I love youso much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroomwindow."
SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Pleasedon't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teethcough."
DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked "How much doI cost?"
MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging andkissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, heasked his dad "Why is he whispering in her mouth?"
CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Momasked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'llhappen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"
JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read "Theman named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the citybut his wife looked back and was turned to salt." Concerned, Jamesasked "What happened to the flea?"
TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, ratherwrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while andthen asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit your face?"
"Okay, all very amusing." I hear you say. "But what about the'Butt Dust'?"
I didn't forget, here it comes, from a sermon I think the Mom willnever forget.
On an ordinary Sunday..."Dear Lord," the minister began his sermon,arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturnedface. "Without you, we are but dust."
He would have continued, I'm sure. But at that moment my veryinquisitive daughter, who was obviously listening attentively,leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill littlefour year old girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"
