He's got the Moves (in bed)

We were dancing and this kid was trying to do some elaborated move.  This can easily be taken out of context of course.

I can't do my move because I'm not on a BED!  

......or a trampoline. I need something bouncy.

For Sale?

I came into this conversation in the middle, so I have no idea how it began or what it was even about.  A boy was telling a girl this at the art center.

...And then!  You would like me SO MUCH that you would want to KEEP me and I would say YES!  Cuz I'm on SALE!

Flirting

kid:  You wanna know what a REAL flirt is?  It's when you climb up the stairs and then when you get to the top and you fall down them, your girlfriend is there to catch you.

God and Santa are in Cahoots

kid1:  Did you know God helps Santa?

kid2:  How?

kid1:  To watch the kids and they both can see who is naughty or not.

kid2:  Yeah and Santa helps God too.

kid3:  Santa is getting ready for the new Christmas right now.

kid2:  No he's not!!  He's sleeping!  He has to sleep through July and August and all the way until December then he wakes up for Christmas again.

Moonwalk

We were dancing to the peanut butter and jelly song when one of the girls announced:

"I can do the moonwalk, it's easy.  All's you have to do is walk backwards and then when you stop you spin around at the end."  (demonstration)

Evidently for an added twist, you can do it with your eyes closed.  I never knew!

Staring Contest

This morning at the table, a girl and a boy sitting across from each other decided to have a staring contest.  They were all leaned forward and getting into it, including having the other kids at the table cheer them on.  The outcome was apparently inevitable.

other kids at table:   Ooooh don't blink!  Don't blink!  You can't blink!

(girl blinks)

boy:  I'm good at staring, I always win.

girl:  Always?

boy:  Yeah!  Cuz boys are way gooder at staring than girls are.

me:  Why is that?

boy:  Because when girls look at you they go like this:  (bats his eyelashes rapidly)

Toe Monster

kid:  There's a monster in my toe.

me:  Oh yeah?  How do you know?

kid:  I can feel him walking around.

me:  How did it get in your toe?

kid:  It climbed in through the top of my shoe!

me:  Why did it do that?

kid:  I don't know...because it wanted to scratch my toe.