Most things that preschoolers say fall into one of two categories: cute or funny. Unfortunately, there’s also a third category: creepy. Recently, a group of moms were asked to share the creepiest things they witnessed their kids doing, and these were their stories.
12 Creepy Kid Comments:
1. You’ll be gone forever.
My son ran up to my husband one day and said, “Wait! I need to hug you one last time before you go. You’ll be gone in Heaven forever after this day. I’ll sure miss you. Have a good day!” And then he skipped away.
2. Heavy breathing.
I once woke up at 3 a.m. and saw my 4-year-old daughter standing there motionless with a blanket draped over her head, breathing heavily on me. She didn’t say a word. She just stood there, breathing.
3. It’s your last birthday.
My 5-year-old repeatedly tells me that my next birthday is my last birthday.
4. You should probably be nervous.
I was on my way to the hospital to have a hysterectomy when my son said, “Mommy, if you’re not nervous you should be. You’re probably going to die when they cut your belly.”
5. I want to see your heart. Literally.
One day my 3-year-old asked me if she could have something, and I said, “Not right now.” Then she said, “Mommy, just look in your heart,” and I thought she was being cute, and I said, “I don’t need to look in my heart, baby.” And she said, “No, I mean, open your chest. I want to see your heart.”
6. Mom, there’s a little boy in the closet.
When my daughter was 4-years-old she told us that we needed to say “goodnight” and tuck in the little boy that lives in her closet.
7. There’s a lot of family resemblance here.
Recently, my son was talking to me about his teeth (because he’s missing his two top teeth). I explained to him about adult teeth and baby teeth. He told me that his teeth that are missing were his Nana and Great Grandma’s teeth (both of them have passed away).
8. Die or sky?
My son used to say, “die” over and over. Like, “Die. Die. Die. Die.” It was creepy, but then we figured out he was actually saying “sky.”
9. At least when you die you’ll all be together.
My sweet little 4-year-old old daughter came to me one day to tell me the order in which everyone in our family will die based on our ages. Then she proceeded to say that it was ok because after we die we will all be together.
10. There’s an extra tenant here.
When my son was 20-months-old he told me that the “grandma lady” didn’t like him in her room. It was just the two of us living in this little old house.
11. Maybe it’s a little too early.
My 5-year-old told me he was going to send me to be with Jesus, so that he can be with Daddy.
12. We’re not sure how happy that birthday was.
When my son was about 3-years-old, he was sitting outside, and I could hear him singing “Happy Birthday,” but after each stanza, I could hear this crackling noise. I walked over to him, and saw that he was holding a dead roach and breaking its legs off!