22 hilarische tweets van ouders over de kids en hun knuffels
Naast allerlei speelgoed hebben kinderen graag knuffels. Deze gaan mee naar bed, mee op reis en soms zelfs mee naar school. Kortom: kinderen zijn er gek op en kunnen vaak niet zonder. Dit veroorzaakt een aantal hilarische tweets, je ziet ze hieronder:
When you’re a parent, living on the edge just means not having a backup of your child’s favorite stuffed animal.
I’m sorry my sons were late to school. They insisted on celebrating their stuffed animal’s birthday. Again.
I made her leave her stuffed animal in the van. She gave up on life. She may never move again.
3yo: Bing Bomb! Bing Bomb! Me *running after her in the airport*: she means her stuffed animal Bing Bong! She means her stuff…
I can’t sleep, I’m afraid of monsters!” My 4yo whispers, hugging a stuffed monkey w/ one eye, a missing arm & a massive hole in its throat.
Just rescued a puppy from a neighbor’s roof. I’m not going to let the fact that it was my kid’s stuffed animal affect how heroic I feel.
My son lost his lovey on the subway to Grand Central today. The thing is old and ratty and gross, so good riddance! Except he just declared that without it he’ll “never sleep again!” so I’ll be devoting the rest of my life to searching Manhattan.
Me: Who messed up the curtains? 4-year-old: Brown Doggy. Me: Brown Doggy is a stuffed animal. 4: Yeah. He’s really strong.
Sorry we’re late. It’s “bring your favorite stuffed animal to school” day and my son could only narrow it down to 307.
You know you’re truly a parent when you are required to show the pictures in the book you are reading to the stuffed animals in the room.
We are playing every board game the kid’s toy elephant wants to play. Nice to know I’m also a stuffed animal’s bitch.
My 7yo just gave me a Christmas list…for his stuffed animal…in case you wanted to know what parenting is like
The most devastating natural disasters: 4) Floods 3) Hurricanes 2) Earthquakes 1) A toddler losing their favorite stuffed animal
Hello, my 5y/o drew a picture of his stuffed animal. That’s the product tag. I asked.
My kid lost his lovey so my wife swapped in a duplicate to take its place & now I’m terrified she has a clone of me somewhere JUST IN CASE.
5 year old: “Sorry, only 3 people can play this board game.” “Yes…you, me & mommy.” “No – me, mommy & Yo-yo.” Yo-yo’s a stuffed animal.
7yo: EW MY LOVEY SMELLS LIKE PEE Me: ….is it…? 7: YEAH CUZ I GOTTED PEE ON IT Me: There it is
going out the door] Me: Hurry up. We’re late. 4-year-old: Wait. This is important. *kisses 16 stuffed animals*
Took me 5 seconds to forget the name my kid just gave his stuffed animal. Which is impressive because he told it to me like 7 or 18 times.
Tiptoes up behind a burglar robbing our house and sneaks 10 of my kids’ stuffed animals into his bag*
You know you’re a parent when you wipe your sweaty forehead with a stuffed animal.
My 1-year-old threw herself on the ground and won’t budge. She can’t carry 25 stuffed animals at once. Her love is bigger than her arms.