For those who love and adore kids...


The author & lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.  The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
    When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy   said, "Nothing, I just helped  him cry."
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Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were  discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family members. One child suggested that he was adopted and a  little girl said, "I know all about adoptions because I was adopted." 
    "What does it mean to be adopted?" asked  another child.  
    "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in  your mommy's heart instead of her tummy."
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A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up.  As the doctor looked down her ears with an  otoscope, he asked, "Do you think I'll find Big Bird in here?"
    The little girl stayed silent. Next, the doctor  took a tongue depressor and looked down her throat. He asked, "Do you think I'll find the Cookie Monster down  there?" Again, the little girl was silent. Then the doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. 
    As he listened to her heart beat, he asked, "Do you think I'll hear Barney in there?"
    "Oh, no!" the little girl replied. "Jesus is in my heart. Barney's on my underpants."
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As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to  watch a local Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home.  As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was.
    "We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile.
    "Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." 
    "Discouraged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet."
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Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.
Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His  mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen.  
    On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes  shining with pride and excitement.  "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer."


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