Mom: Don’t kick that box! It could have a bomb in it!
Four-year-old boy: Oh, great, Mom. Something else to worry about.
–58th & 2nd
Overheard by: Ethan
Mom: Don’t kick that box! It could have a bomb in it!
Four-year-old boy: Oh, great, Mom. Something else to worry about.
–58th & 2nd
Overheard by: Ethan
Little Asian girl: Mommy, are you Jewish?
–86th & Broadway
Woman: I need to pick up my child from daycare, where would she be?
Security guard: What age group?
Woman: I think she’s one.
–Rockefeller Plaza
Dad: King of the Hill?
Six-year-old daughter: Yeah!
Dad: Simpsons?
Six-year-old daughter: Yeah!
Dad: Alf?
Six-year-old daughter: Noooooooo.
–117th & Broadway
Boy: Look mommy, it's a doggy, it's going to say “ruff!”
(dog stares at boy)
Boy: Oh… It's not a ruff doggy…
Mom: No, honey, it's a sweet doggy.
Boy (wide eyed): It can say “sweet?”
–Washington Mews & University
Overheard by: Tyler
Six-year-old boy: You know that song “Let's Get It Started”? It's by the same group that sings your favorite song “Boom Boom Pow.”
Eight-year-old boy: The Black Eyed Peas?
Six-year-old boy: Yeah! They came out with “Let's Get It Started” way back in the day… Before they changed their sound.
–Cosi
Little girl: I don’t wanna! I’m 8 years old. I’m 8 years old!
Mother: Honey, it’s 3 AM. We have to go home now.
–W 48th St
Little boy: Where are we going, Joseph*?
Huge American Indian in floor-length fur coat: I’m your grandpa. If you call me Joseph, I’ll kick your ass.
Little boy: Why?
Huge American Indian in floor-length fur coat: It’s about respect.
–9th & 4th station, Park Slope
Overheard by: Glad my grandpas are dead
Little boy: Ow!
Harried-looking mother: What?
Little boy: My ovaries hurt.
–N Train
