I love these threads too - not having crotch fruit of my own, this is like all hte good bits iwthout the poo and puke!
Dear Sister.. aged about 6.. a very long time ago..
Some friends of our parents were due to visit us at our holiday cottage, they were bringing their two children who are around teh same age as us (then 6 and 8)..
DS had a 'thing' at the time about not being a wimp, in particular she was exceedingly proud of not being a wimp (which basically meant my DF encouraged her in her generally reckless, fearless behaviour and shed climb up anything, fling herself off stuff, abseil, ski, whatever..)..
She spent all morning pestering DP's about these children she had never met before..
'But will they be wimps? I won't like them if they are wimps?''
This went on for long enough to recieve the finally irritated and somewhat sarcastic answers of 'well why don't you find out' and even more foolishly ' just bloody ask them then'...
They eventually arrived and are still hauling themselves out of the car when the little ratbag marches over and asks ...
'ARE YOUR CHILDREN WIMPS?"
and when that didn't get a convincing answer, spent the afternoon attempting to prove they were (and everyone else attempting to thwart her evil plans!!).
This ones a friend's dear niece...
For some reason this small person of around 4 thought I was the bees-knees, as small people do because I tend to talk to them like grown ups rather than kids and I don't tell lies (ha because I don't have to live with the fall out!)..
Anyway one day I phoned friend and she was at her parents house and her sister and her DN were there - I can hear down the phone..
'Aunty X, who you on phone too?
"Im talking to WiddlinDiddlin... '
'Oh I love her, is that the WiddlinDiddlin that GRANDMA SAYS IS A WAZZOCK?'...
*much groaning and 'DN NOOOOO' from distant side of room.
Peed myself laughing (friends mum was right, back then, I was a wazzock!).