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Last updated on 23 January 2006

Andrea
Wesselenyi

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About My Family

I have been putting down my kids's anecdotes for a while, and one day I upload my story collection on my web site. I thought other people would also enjoy the sort of innocent humor that comes out of the mouth of babes. Lots of positive feedback convinced me that I should create an English version to make our funny stories availabe to a wider audience.  Unfortunately,  the majority of the stories proved  to be untranslatable or at least they would surely loose the original wit through any translation. Much more stories are available for you in the Hungarian version of this page, in case you understand my native language. The English version is shorter but I hope you will enjoy it anyway. I thank Judit who provided me "tele-assistance" with translation from Canada.

Adam was two and a half years old, when one winter day, I put on his little boots and sent him outside to play in the freshly fallen snow. A few minutes later I checked on him, and saw him crying.
"Adam what is the matter?"- I asked.
"Oh Mom, I can't walk out here! Everywhere I step there is a hole in the snow!"



Before little Tom was born I asked  Adam:
"Adam, what do you think we should name your little brother when he is born?"
"I think we should just ask him what his name is!" replied Adam.


Adam was drawing at his daycare centre. When he finished his masterpiece, he entitled it: "My holiday at Lake Balaton". The drawing was nothing more than a mess of blue paint. When I saw it, I asked him:
"Adam where are the bathers?"
Adam replied: "They are all under water, of course!" 
One evening, Adam was watching a storm through his window before going to sleep. At one point after a spectacular lightning show he waited for a while, but could not hear the thunder for several minutes. He exclaimed:

"What could be wrong, is the sky breaking down?" 
After the death of  Adam's grand grandmother we were having supper. At one point during the evening Adam spotted his grand grandmom's shawl on a chair. Adam exclaimed:

"Oh, no! This is terrible! Granny died, and she forgot her shawl!"
 

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