Moms

Upper East Side girl reading book about knights: Mommy, what does our family crest look like?
Upper East Side mom: Poor people being crushed by a boot.

–Playground, E 72nd St

Overheard by: Dude under the shoe

Mother: I want you to always be safe whenever you're in the woods, a lake, or the mountains.
Boy: But I'm always in control!
Mother: No one's always in control.
Boy: What about Michael Phelps?
Mother: No. The only one always in control is…?
Boy, bored: God.

–The Strand

Overheard by: amused family member

Mother, walking with two daughters: So what should we do now?
Little girl #1: Let's trip old people!
Little girl #2: I call mommy!

–Bayside

Overheard by: Danny

Little boy, singing: “Shattered dreams… Shattered dreams…” Mommy, do you have shattered dreams?
Mother: It's not on my iPod.

–R Train

Little kid: Mommy, I'm bored.
Mom: Yeah, I know. Life's tough.
Little kid: I wanna staple something. (points to SIGG bottle) I know what that is. That's your liquor.

–Long Island City

Overheard by: Modernly Spaced

Two-year-old boy: Are we going to daddy's?
Mom: Yes.
Two-year-old boy: Can we stay there forever?
Mom: No! What are you? Crazy?

–N Train

Overheard by: Varda

Little black girl boarding Chinatown bus: Mama, I was on this bus before and nothing happened.
Mother, also boarding bus: Yeah, well, I was on this bus last week and it caught on fire.

–Chrystie St.

Teenage boy: You know, if you think about it, violins are basically just giant condoms.

–Bard High School, Queens

Overheard by: Sunny

Older man on cell walking two giant dogs: She has a great body… When she sits, it's like a German violinist.

–Thompson Square Park

Mother to young daughter: Even if she was tired and cranky, she still shouldn't have hit you on the shoulder with a violin.

–Ave A & 6th St

Woman on cell: Let's go see the one about the transsexual violinists. (pause, yelling louder) Violinists! The transsexual violin players. Violin! (pause) You didn't say "violin"? Just transsexuals? (pause) Did you say "violence"? (pause) No? (pause) I'm not hungover!

–J Train

Little girl: I'm gonna be 4!
Mom: In December.
Little girl: In December!
Mom: And you're gonna be this short forever. You're not gonna grow.
Little girl: Whaaa-aaaat?

–Q Train

Overheard by: Brigid

Middle-aged daughter: You have my permission to not talk to me for the rest of the day.
Ninety-year-old mother: Why the hell would I want to talk to you anyway?

–R Train

Overheard by: New York State of Mind