tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572800761221892582012-01-25T08:23:11.139-08:00As pérolas das nossas pérolasHenriquenoreply@blogger.comBlogger448125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-89828973728958478292012-01-24T04:23:00.000-08:002012-01-24T04:23:22.526-08:002012-01-24T04:23:22.526-08:00Antes de dormir, o Gustavo estava conversando com Papai do Céu:<br /> - Papai do Céu, obrigado pela minha família, pela minha irmã e pelo meteoro... Senão ia ter dinossauro pra comer a gente.<br /> <br /> &nbsp;(Gustavo, 5 anos)<br /> <br /> &nbsp;Enviado pela Luciana Muller<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-8982897372895847829?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aqVtJxOjmiXb0l5F1D9MJTYYa6M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aqVtJxOjmiXb0l5F1D9MJTYYa6M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aqVtJxOjmiXb0l5F1D9MJTYYa6M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aqVtJxOjmiXb0l5F1D9MJTYYa6M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/780DGGGKyFw" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2012/01/obrigado-pelo-meteoro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-24200815399489682582012-01-24T04:06:00.001-08:002012-01-24T04:07:32.437-08:002012-01-24T04:07:32.437-08:00- O que você quer de Natal?<br /> - Presentes! (...)<br /> - Você quer uma barraca das Princesas?<br /> - Quero.<br /> - Ou um pianinho?<br /> - Quero.<br /> - Denise, é pra escolher um só.<br /> - Também quero.<br /> <br /> &nbsp;(Denise, 2 anos)<br /> <br /> &nbsp;Enviado pela Paolla Alberton<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-2420081539948968258?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uXBh_Kp2eJcadDQNUc0TLI2osJY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uXBh_Kp2eJcadDQNUc0TLI2osJY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uXBh_Kp2eJcadDQNUc0TLI2osJY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uXBh_Kp2eJcadDQNUc0TLI2osJY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/ITCZYvbyrHU" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2012/01/um-e-pouco-dois-e-bom-tres-tambem-pode.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-28744042608964133852012-01-24T04:02:00.001-08:002012-01-24T04:07:37.088-08:002012-01-24T04:07:37.088-08:00- Mãe como se escreve rinoceronte? É com M de Maria, ou com N de barco?<br /> <br /> &nbsp;(Rayssa, 6 anos)<br /> <br /> &nbsp;Enviado pela Tatiana Mendes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-2874404260896413385?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GMlcW5GoTS99s07FGkJVGR-DIvA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GMlcW5GoTS99s07FGkJVGR-DIvA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GMlcW5GoTS99s07FGkJVGR-DIvA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GMlcW5GoTS99s07FGkJVGR-DIvA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/Mccr_UVvNEk" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2012/01/aprendendo-ler.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-54335480327844927772012-01-24T04:00:00.000-08:002012-01-24T04:07:23.390-08:002012-01-24T04:07:23.390-08:00O Papai Noel apareceu durante as festas de fim de ano para a Malú. Depois, curiosa, a avó perguntou:<br /> - Então, o Papai Noel foi lá na sua festinha, né?<br /> - Mas não era o de verdade não, vovó... Aquele era da China!<br /> <br /> &nbsp;(Malú, 4 anos)<br /> <br /> &nbsp;Enviado pela Rafaela Celles<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-5433548032784492777?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/07kpprjwk-ZnAeZ_JMI0pV9iU3I/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/07kpprjwk-ZnAeZ_JMI0pV9iU3I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/07kpprjwk-ZnAeZ_JMI0pV9iU3I/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/07kpprjwk-ZnAeZ_JMI0pV9iU3I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/GZIki6xf1kk" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2012/01/ching-ling.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-46868176602317043942012-01-19T15:14:00.001-08:002012-01-19T15:14:46.745-08:002012-01-19T15:14:46.745-08:00<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DESEUoNuhxQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-4686817660231704394?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g-CZN-OQqpW1pfmDyDKNyweeSRA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g-CZN-OQqpW1pfmDyDKNyweeSRA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g-CZN-OQqpW1pfmDyDKNyweeSRA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g-CZN-OQqpW1pfmDyDKNyweeSRA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/aDcQtABcEAo" height="1" width="1"/>Henriquenoreply@blogger.com1http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2012/01/o-que-e-o-amor.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-86967950004819115042011-12-05T13:14:00.001-08:002011-12-05T13:15:08.684-08:002011-12-05T13:15:08.684-08:00- Mãe, que horas são?<br /> - Faltam dez minutos para daqui a pouco...<br /> - Ufa! Pensei que já fosse 8 horas!<br /> <br /> (Konrado, 6 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Katia França<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-8696795000481911504?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QyK-GBbvRsvTJkFRHQ0TUC0th_8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QyK-GBbvRsvTJkFRHQ0TUC0th_8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QyK-GBbvRsvTJkFRHQ0TUC0th_8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QyK-GBbvRsvTJkFRHQ0TUC0th_8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/2Xn6AcQCfNE" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com2http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/pontual.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-19423534976270090922011-12-05T13:08:00.001-08:002011-12-05T13:09:14.321-08:002011-12-05T13:09:14.321-08:00- Nina, cadê seus óculos? Você sabe onde estão?<br /> - Siiim. Tá lá naquela bagunça.<br /> <br /> (Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-1942353497627009092?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hHwrCTaFJiFJAoN1e9z34h3SRDM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hHwrCTaFJiFJAoN1e9z34h3SRDM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hHwrCTaFJiFJAoN1e9z34h3SRDM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hHwrCTaFJiFJAoN1e9z34h3SRDM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/LAdRFRPSAKc" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/organizacao.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-28712314629636649502011-12-05T13:03:00.001-08:002011-12-05T13:07:32.623-08:002011-12-05T13:07:32.623-08:00A Mariana estava aprendendo sobre o cantinho do castigo. A mãe, muito paciente, explicou:<br /> - Filhota, você não pode riscar o sofá, não pode fazer malcriação e não pode gritar... Não desobedeça a mamãe, se não eu vou ter que colocar no cantinho pra você refletir e pedir desculpa pelo que fez. Passados 10 minutos, a Mariana pegou uma caneta e riscou o sofá. Prontamente, me chamou e disse:<br /> - Posso ir pro cantinho refletir?<br /> <br /> (Mariana, 2 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Marília Margotto<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-2871231462963664950?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlvZjgU2ShgYQ7pBW8uCuBD0wnw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlvZjgU2ShgYQ7pBW8uCuBD0wnw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlvZjgU2ShgYQ7pBW8uCuBD0wnw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlvZjgU2ShgYQ7pBW8uCuBD0wnw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/Vr_4ak_1ysI" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/um-tempo-para-refletir.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-6178652175956510902011-12-05T12:51:00.001-08:002011-12-07T06:49:34.323-08:002011-12-07T06:49:34.323-08:00- Lucia, você vai comer esse cereal ou tá só enrolando?<br /> - Tô só enrolando.<br /> <br /> (Lúcia, 4 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Silvia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-617865217595651090?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Eo6F9rdIoSD81kbLlMTVCgGE1zY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Eo6F9rdIoSD81kbLlMTVCgGE1zY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Eo6F9rdIoSD81kbLlMTVCgGE1zY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Eo6F9rdIoSD81kbLlMTVCgGE1zY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/7DXrgdCDVVg" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/ja-que-perguntou.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-66311251502530434052011-12-03T07:17:00.001-08:002011-12-03T07:19:58.051-08:002011-12-03T07:19:58.051-08:00O telefone estava tocando em casa e eu disse pra Isadora:<br /> - Se for aquela tia que fala muito, diga que eu não estou.<br /> Ela atendeu e na outra linha era a própria:<br /> - Alô? Isa, sua mãe ta aí?<br /> - Oi tia, ela saiu.<br /> - E que horas ela volta?<br /> E a Isa, bem alto:<br /> - Mãeeeee, que horas você vai voltar?<br /> <br /> (Isadora)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Débora Ruiz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-6631125150253043405?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KI12FkIcNMA1D2l4xsowC6HtxJY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KI12FkIcNMA1D2l4xsowC6HtxJY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KI12FkIcNMA1D2l4xsowC6HtxJY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KI12FkIcNMA1D2l4xsowC6HtxJY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/fUU98miYVsI" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/anotando-o-recado.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-41230540080854319822011-12-03T07:10:00.001-08:002011-12-03T07:13:03.439-08:002011-12-03T07:13:03.439-08:00Minha filha mais velha estava ensinando a mais nova sobre o masculino e o feminino das palavras. A Maíra dava o masculino e a Mariana respondia o feminino:<br /> - Pato?<br /> - Pata!<br /> - Senhor?<br /> - Senhora!<br /> - Médico?<br /> - Médica.<br /> De repente, a mais velha perguntou:<br /> - Português?<br /> E sem pestanejar a Mariana respondeu:<br /> - Matemática!<br /> <br /> (Maíra, 8 anos e Mariana, 5 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviada pelo Mauro Costa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-4123054008085431982?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JhGSh1GMAGNOGst0JS3aFZgo8E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JhGSh1GMAGNOGst0JS3aFZgo8E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JhGSh1GMAGNOGst0JS3aFZgo8E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JhGSh1GMAGNOGst0JS3aFZgo8E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/G83M5AcuBZQ" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/manoel-e-maria.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-77330325964745455742011-12-03T06:29:00.001-08:002011-12-03T06:31:05.227-08:002011-12-03T06:31:05.227-08:00Nina e uma amiguinha jogando cartas na sala:<br /> - Eu não gostei de perder! - choramingou.<br /> - Mas, Nina, perder também é parte do ensino, sabia?<br /> - Ahh, mas é a parte que ninguém gosta!<br /> <br /> (Nina, 4 anos e Fefê, 6 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-7733032596474545574?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ar6Oj1vHb13AH_CI2fbDpmlwTrU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ar6Oj1vHb13AH_CI2fbDpmlwTrU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ar6Oj1vHb13AH_CI2fbDpmlwTrU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ar6Oj1vHb13AH_CI2fbDpmlwTrU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/QBXBqNMBuH8" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/nina-e-uma-amiguinha-jogando-cartas-na.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-37264518936998863222011-12-03T06:03:00.001-08:002011-12-03T06:06:12.756-08:002011-12-03T06:06:12.756-08:00Pedro estava assistindo TV quando seu pai chegou do trabalho e disse "oi" para ele. Como ele estava muito concentrado no desenho, nem deu atenção. Assim que o pai voltou para a sala, perguntou:<br /> - Filhão, hoje você nem vai dar bola para o Papai?<br /> O Pedro levantou do sofá, foi até o quarto, voltou com uma bola e disse:<br /> - Tó, papai, a minha bola.<br /> <br /> (Pedro, 2 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Nádia Domingos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-3726451893699886322?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xJLZFpzRYaDj9kleKm8hCilTBmc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xJLZFpzRYaDj9kleKm8hCilTBmc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xJLZFpzRYaDj9kleKm8hCilTBmc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xJLZFpzRYaDj9kleKm8hCilTBmc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/rcnQVIQJK2M" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/12/com-bola-toda.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-87202055599688626702011-08-27T10:58:00.001-07:002011-08-27T10:58:34.349-07:002011-08-27T10:58:34.349-07:00- Pai, como &#233; que &#233; &quot;pessoas&quot; em ingl&#234;s?<br>- People.<br>- Hum, &quot;pipo&quot;? Parece mais cachorro.<p>(Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-8720205559968862670?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_oCeWo4gupFsUIZ8v8WHDRHXoGg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_oCeWo4gupFsUIZ8v8WHDRHXoGg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_oCeWo4gupFsUIZ8v8WHDRHXoGg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_oCeWo4gupFsUIZ8v8WHDRHXoGg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/aTTZNDk1L6c" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com4http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/08/dog.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-35008889169082920222011-08-27T05:58:00.001-07:002011-08-27T05:58:59.239-07:002011-08-27T05:58:59.239-07:00A m&#227;e, animada, falando com a filha no telefone:<br>- Oi, minha gordinha!<br>Ao que a filha responde:<br>- M&#227;e, p&#225;ra, isso &#233; bullying.<p>(J&#250;lia, 4 anos)<p>Enviado pela Bia Rodrigues<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-3500888916908292022?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZhK9QYq9QwQ00mU08OCzS5GlNHQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZhK9QYq9QwQ00mU08OCzS5GlNHQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZhK9QYq9QwQ00mU08OCzS5GlNHQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZhK9QYq9QwQ00mU08OCzS5GlNHQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/dCzEKFul4eA" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com4http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/08/todo-cuidado-e-pouco.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-48495377649037421662011-08-13T06:30:00.001-07:002011-08-13T06:31:00.122-07:002011-08-13T06:31:00.122-07:00A Nina caiu e machucou as costas um pouquinho. No dia seguinte, n&#227;o queria ir pra escola, reclamando de dor.<br>- Filha, vamos levantar. Voc&#234; vai ver, quando chegar na escola, j&#225; vai ter sarado.<br>- Pai... n&#243;s dois sabemos que isso n&#227;o &#233; verdade.<p>(Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-4849537764903742166?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovf8Hd07asdARZbj5NUbGI6hye4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovf8Hd07asdARZbj5NUbGI6hye4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovf8Hd07asdARZbj5NUbGI6hye4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovf8Hd07asdARZbj5NUbGI6hye4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/4Z5zxnF5ELc" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com4http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/08/verdade-doi.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-60394138353185154372011-07-22T18:09:00.001-07:002011-07-22T18:09:08.053-07:002011-07-22T18:09:08.053-07:00- Filha, do que voc&#234; mais gosta nessas coisas da Disney?<br>- Ah, da Minnie, do Mickey, do Pluto e da Margarina.<p>(Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-6039413835318515437?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cN-g675kpz6B4yHtxIfD-TPbjyk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cN-g675kpz6B4yHtxIfD-TPbjyk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cN-g675kpz6B4yHtxIfD-TPbjyk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cN-g675kpz6B4yHtxIfD-TPbjyk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/Y2gbhSDICTU" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com2http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/07/doriana.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-25880139393778098792011-07-07T10:28:00.000-07:002011-07-07T10:28:08.672-07:002011-07-07T10:28:08.672-07:00- Mãe, petit gateau é uma comida japonesa?<br /> <br /> (Catarina, 8 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Alexandra, do excelente <a href="http://www.destemperadinhos.com">Destemperadinhos</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-2588013939377809879?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/epSJu8gkLbwsPs1QVndZc-ns2PM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/epSJu8gkLbwsPs1QVndZc-ns2PM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/epSJu8gkLbwsPs1QVndZc-ns2PM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/epSJu8gkLbwsPs1QVndZc-ns2PM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/K1NqHwxf9IA" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com1http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/07/da-pra-comer-de-palitinho.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-51184429448292357272011-07-07T10:19:00.000-07:002011-07-07T10:19:33.470-07:002011-07-07T10:19:33.470-07:00O Julio estava passando um tempo em nossa casa e cortou o dedo do pé. Mais tarde, quando a mãe dele telefonou,ele relatou o fato:<br /> - Mãe, eu me machuquei.<br /> - Nossa, filho, mas onde?<br /> E ele, mostrando o pé pelo telefone, dizia:<br /> - Aqui, mãe. Olha!<br /> <br /> (Julio Cesar, 4 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Sabrina Soares<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-5118442944829235727?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zgSsccgNCz_2kqUi2bjNnQe7ysM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zgSsccgNCz_2kqUi2bjNnQe7ysM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zgSsccgNCz_2kqUi2bjNnQe7ysM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zgSsccgNCz_2kqUi2bjNnQe7ysM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/H3KbOR70SVM" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/07/consulta-distancia.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-15653605833266308582011-07-07T10:09:00.000-07:002011-07-07T10:09:05.181-07:002011-07-07T10:09:05.181-07:00- Filha, qual é o nome do papai?<br /> - Idúúú (Edu)<br /> - Muito bem! E o da mamãe?<br /> (silêncio)<br /> - Você não lembra o nome da mamãe?<br /> - Éé... você não tem nome.<br /> - Não!?<br /> - É a mamãe, lembra?<br /> <br /> (Rafaela, 2 anos)<br /> <br /> Enviado pela Carol Marçal<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-1565360583326630858?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7zb0UuQJihw9AV_-k7uaFl2xkcA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7zb0UuQJihw9AV_-k7uaFl2xkcA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7zb0UuQJihw9AV_-k7uaFl2xkcA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7zb0UuQJihw9AV_-k7uaFl2xkcA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/-V7DIfLu7iE" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com1http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/07/nomes.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-88392406669520360642011-06-16T18:57:00.001-07:002011-06-16T18:57:50.901-07:002011-06-16T18:57:50.901-07:00E no momento da ora&#231;&#227;o:<p>- Papai do c&#233;u, por favor, aben&#231;oe a gente igual ao Buzz Lightyear: infinito e al&#233;m!<p>(Maria Fernanda, 7 anos)<p>Enviado pela Lilian Mattei<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-8839240666952036064?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WF3rDyO4MabojVafi9aAmbaYXlk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WF3rDyO4MabojVafi9aAmbaYXlk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WF3rDyO4MabojVafi9aAmbaYXlk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WF3rDyO4MabojVafi9aAmbaYXlk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/1zUjsG2eR6Q" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com3http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/06/para-o-alto-e-avante.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-32110061197254572382011-06-16T17:14:00.001-07:002011-06-16T17:14:19.235-07:002011-06-16T17:14:19.235-07:00- M&#227;e, eu n&#227;o perdi os meus l&#225;pis. Eles est&#227;o por a&#237;.<p>(Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-3211006119725457238?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1XqKHiSsh8sBL5EtM4ZDbZMtIxw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1XqKHiSsh8sBL5EtM4ZDbZMtIxw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1XqKHiSsh8sBL5EtM4ZDbZMtIxw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1XqKHiSsh8sBL5EtM4ZDbZMtIxw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/NGpP4Cw-xtU" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com0http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/06/buraco-negro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-63770928353641652052011-05-26T14:26:00.001-07:002011-05-26T14:26:26.314-07:002011-05-26T14:26:26.314-07:00<font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Rafa, queres chocolate?</font></font><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Qual é?</font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Meio amargo.</font></font></div> <div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Não. Não gosto de meias coisas.</font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><br></font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">(Rafael, 4 anos)</font></font></div> <div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><br></font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Enviado pela <a href="http://ipsislitteris.wordpress.com">Daise Ribeiro</a></font></font></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-6377092835364165205?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OAODdXk2MsQgK0gUf0V30nGj7Zc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OAODdXk2MsQgK0gUf0V30nGj7Zc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OAODdXk2MsQgK0gUf0V30nGj7Zc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OAODdXk2MsQgK0gUf0V30nGj7Zc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/xGEqKcneuNM" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com1http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/05/chocolate.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-10365556365804217772011-05-26T14:16:00.001-07:002011-05-26T14:16:30.455-07:002011-05-26T14:16:30.455-07:00<font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">O Artur entrou no quarto e saiu de lá com as mãos juntinhas e fechadas. A tia olhou para ele lá da sala e perguntou:</font></font><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Artur, o que você tem na mão?</font></font></div> <div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Ele olhou para a tia, olhou para as duas mãozinhas e respondeu prontamente.</font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">- Dedos.</font></font></div> <div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><br></font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">(Artur, 1 ano)</font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><br> </font></font></div><div><font size="2"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Enviado pela <a href="http://maedoartur.blogspot.com">Renata Brasil</a></font></font></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-1036555636580421777?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_VajmLYfeT0Bo-AtdfOXuQSnbY8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_VajmLYfeT0Bo-AtdfOXuQSnbY8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_VajmLYfeT0Bo-AtdfOXuQSnbY8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_VajmLYfeT0Bo-AtdfOXuQSnbY8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/9WVHWxxoMzI" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com3http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/05/segredos.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757280076122189258.post-24701751309214131092011-05-11T18:55:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:33:37.211-07:002011-05-13T13:33:37.211-07:00- Vov&#243;, voc&#234; gostou do bolo?<br>- T&#225; uma delicia! Voc&#234; ajudou a fazer, Nina?<br>- Ah&#227;m!<br>- Mas o que voc&#234; fez?<br>- Eu lambi a colher... E o copinho!<p>(Nina, 4 anos)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757280076122189258-2470175130921413109?l=www.frasesdecriancas.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aycY5esRob41N09tkaJq-IMQfBg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aycY5esRob41N09tkaJq-IMQfBg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aycY5esRob41N09tkaJq-IMQfBg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aycY5esRob41N09tkaJq-IMQfBg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/frasesdecriancas/hoYA/~4/ObeFo7D9vnQ" height="1" width="1"/>Frases de criançashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282629642884576333noreply@blogger.com2http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/2011/05/sous-chef.html