A 4-yr. old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife, went over to see him. 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 replied, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Teacher Debbie Moon's 1st graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, "I know all about adoption, I was adopted." Another child asked "What does it mean to be adopted?" "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!"
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the 1st base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. "We're behind 14 to 0", 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."
How can one not love children?
slatten49 wrote:
A 4-yr. old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife, went over to see him. 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 replied, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Teacher Debbie Moon's 1st graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, "I know all about adoption, I was adopted." Another child asked "What does it mean to be adopted?" "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!"
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the 1st base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. "We're behind 14 to 0", 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."
How can one not love children?
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I am surprised. I thought this would go well with the OPP crowd. :roll:
slatten49 wrote:
I am surprised. I thought this would go well with the OPP crowd. :roll:
Some people's shriveled up brains cannot process such intimate images. Had you said " a democratic child ", or something like that ---.
lpnmajor wrote:
Some people's shriveled up brains cannot process such intimate images. Had you said " a democratic child ", or something like that ---.
Doc, you know how much I admire you, but...I like to think politics will not enter into this thread. :roll: :|
I do not believe that was your intent. :wink:
alex
Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
slatten49 wrote:
Doc, you know how much I admire you, but...I like to think politics will not enter into this thread. :roll: :|
I do not believe that was your intent. :wink:
how does it feel to be a dreamer
alex wrote:
how does it feel to be a dreamer
Not too bad. A lot of my dreams have come true. But, the occasional nightmares often offset the good times. I do enjoy life, overall, though.
I have been in Austin all day, taking care of some Family business, and just got back about half an hour ago. I was hoping for some positive feedback on this little post about the joy of children..."They say the darndest things!"[quote] Art Linkletter. :wink:
alex
Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
[quote=slatten49]Not too bad. A lot of my dreams have come true. But, the occasional nightmares often offset the good times. I do enjoy life, overall, though.
I have been in Austin all day, taking care of some Family business, and just got back about half an hour ago. I was hoping for some positive feedback on this little post about the joy of children..."They say the darndest things!"
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Art Linkletter. :wink:
well nobody sent you any h**e mail did they? that's positive
alex wrote:
well nobody sent you any h**e mail did they? that's positive
Only my Grandchildren. Apparently, I didn't send them enough money to satisfy their needs/desires. :oops: :lol:
slatten49 wrote:
Doc, you know how much I admire you, but...I like to think politics will not enter into this thread. :roll: :|
I do not believe that was your intent. :wink:
Of course that was not my intent. It was a condemnation of the morons who don't know how to respond to something, unless they can rant about politics. That's why, I believe, that there has been little response.
BTW, I just got back from a camping trip with the G'kids. I caught a few bass and asked them to clean them for me ( of course I was joking ). When I got back to the campsite, the kids had "mean green" and paper towels and were cleaning my fish. I must admit that it was easier to clean those fish - after they were cleaned. I had to wait for about an hour, before I trusted myself with a knife, I was laughing too hard.
May God bless all children. Adults are i***ts, but children are creative and damn right funny.
lpnmajor wrote:
Of course that was not my intent. It was a condemnation of the morons who don't know how to respond to something, unless they can rant about politics. That's why, I believe, that there has been little response.
BTW, I just got back from a camping trip with the G'kids. I caught a few bass and asked them to clean them for me ( of course I was joking ). When I got back to the campsite, the kids had "mean green" and paper towels and were cleaning my fish. I must admit that it was easier to clean those fish - after they were cleaned. I had to wait for about an hour, before I trusted myself with a knife, I was laughing too hard.
May God bless all children. Adults are i***ts, but children are creative and damn right funny.
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I have spent many a day camping with my Grandkids in the motorhome...where they can 'rough it'. Fishing is only fun for them if they catch...within 5 minutes, or they see someone else catching.
The memories are wonderful, but not so much as the actual time with them. As they grow, they become more socially involved with their peers, and we get lowered on the list of priorities, I'm afraid. :roll:
Enjoy every moment you can while they are young! :mrgreen:
slatten49 wrote:
I have spent many a day camping with my Grandkids in the motorhome...where they can 'rough it'. Fishing is only fun for them if they catch...within 5 minutes, or they see someone else catching.
The memories are wonderful, but not so much as the actual time with them. As they grow, they become more socially involved with their peers, and we get lowered on the list of priorities, I'm afraid. :roll:
Enjoy every moment you can while they are young! :mrgreen:
Yep, the older kids (13 and above ) can't remember my name, where I live or who I am. That makes the younger one's that much more precious. A few more years and I'll be disappeared from their lives as well. I have seen the older one's use expressions and ideas that I taught them. So, in a way, I live on in their lives - just not in person.
lpnmajor wrote:
Yep, the older kids (13 and above ) can't remember my name, where I live or who I am. That makes the younger one's that much more precious. A few more years and I'll be disappeared from their lives as well. I have seen the older one's use expressions and ideas that I taught them. So, in a way, I live on in their lives - just not in person.
I fervently hope that they only glean from me what little good there is to be had. I worry the consequences of their being too much like Grandpa! :shock: ..... :lol:
slatten49 wrote:
I fervently hope that they only glean from me what little good there is to be had. I worry the consequences of their being too much like Grandpa! :shock: ..... :lol:
Yes, the children often complain about their kids picking up some of my "bad habits". I find it very funny. I tell the kids that it is my "stamp of approval". When the G'kids mimic me, I'm gratified.
I've taught the G'kids to say "happy new year", whenever an exclamation is called for. We do this all year long. It drives my Wife crazy. Now it's driving the kids crazy, because THEIR kids are doing it. I sometimes call them, say " happy new year" and hang up. I guess I've turned into a mean old man, but the G'kids love it. I am bound and determined to leave something of myself behind. They just have to take the bad with the good.
lpnmajor wrote:
Yes, the children often complain about their kids picking up some of my "bad habits". I find it very funny. I tell the kids that it is my "stamp of approval". When the G'kids mimic me, I'm gratified.
I've taught the G'kids to say "happy new year", whenever an exclamation is called for. We do this all year long. It drives my Wife crazy. Now it's driving the kids crazy, because THEIR kids are doing it. I sometimes call them, say " happy new year" and hang up. I guess I've turned into a mean old man, but the G'kids love it. I am bound and determined to leave something of myself behind. They just have to take the bad with the good.
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I will, heretofore, endeavor to follow your lead! :thumbup:
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