Moms

Bag lady: Spare some food…I'm hungry. Anything, even some water.
Seven-year-old girl to mother, after bag lady leaves: She's hungry. Why's she hungry? I'm hungry too!

–E Train

Overheard by: nk

Mom pushing stroller: May I have some of your croissant?
Little girl in stroller: Yeah, but not daddy.
Mom: Oh, you don't want daddy to have any of your croissant?
Little girl: Yeah.
Mom: You want to control who gets to eat your croissant?
Little girl: Yeah.
Mom: You want control of your croissant?
Little girl: …yeah.
Mom: You want croissant power?
Little girl: (silence)
Mom: You want to be Captain croissant?
Little girl: (silence)

–Park Slope

Overheard by: Commodore Croissant

Mommy: … But we’re going to have to do something about it, sweetie.
Six-year-old girl, arms crossed, looking away: I don’t want to talk about it anymore, Mommy.

–Madison Square Park

Overheard by: Stephanie

Big mama: It ain’t even his fault. His mama didn’t teach him nothin’.
Son: Mmm-hm.
Big mama: Wait ’til the IRS comes for you!
Son: Chill!
Big mama: You know they comin’!

–Q76 bus

Overheard by: queens is underappreciated

Train conductor: This is Atlantic Avenue. If you don't want to be left in the city get off now, if you are going to the city, buckle up… wooo hoooo!
Ghetto woman: This nigga lost his mind.
Ghetto child: Just like daddy?
Suit: Fucking morons! (walks off train)

–Q Train

Overheard by: Got Off On Atlantic

The ’40s Called, They Want Their Fad Back

Young daughter: Mom, is this salmon raw?
Mom: Yes, honey, most sushi is made of raw fish.
Young daughter: Can I eat my goldfish raw?

–Shiro restaurant, Glendale, Queens

Mother: So remember, when we get off the train, you have to hold my hand.
Five-year-old girl: Capeesh.
Mother: Do you understand? You have to hold my hand.
Five-year-old girl: Capeesh, mom! Capeesh!

–A Train

Overheard by: Duncan Pflaster

Mom to little daughter: You don't need to say that part. Just say “excuse me.”
Little daughter: Excuse me… I farted!

–67th St & Columbus Ave

Little kid: You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.
Mom: No, honey, that’s not how it works.
Little kid: But I’ll show you mine…
Mom: They’re called privates for a reason — you’re not supposed to show people.

–Restroom, Central Park

Overheard by: LSB

Little girl: Mommy, mommy, look, that doggie is pee-peeing on the sidewalk!
Mom: Yeah, just like daddy last night.

–St. Mark's Place

Overheard by: suzz