Kids are Priceless‏

[moose 57]

Alas, where has all our innocence gone?

While I sat in the reception area

of my doctor's office, a woman rolled an elderly man

in a wheelchair into the room. As she went

to the receptionist's desk, the man sat there, alone

and silent. Just as I was thinking I should make

small talk with him, a little boy slipped off

his mother's lap and walked over to

the wheelchair. Placing his hand on the

man's, he said, “I know how you feel. My

mom makes me ride in the stroller too.”

*****

As I was nursing

my baby, my cousin's six-year-old

daughter, Krissy, came into the room.

Never having seen anyone breast feed

before, she was intrigued and full of all

kinds of questions about what I was doing.

After mulling over my answers, she remarked,

'My mom has some of those, but I don't think she knows how to use them..'

*****

Out bicycling

one day with my eight-year-old

granddaughter, Carolyn, I got a little

wistful. “In ten years,” I said, “you'll want

to be with your friends and you won't go

walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do

now.” Carolyn shrugged. “In ten years you'll be

too old to do all those things anyway.”

******

Working as a pediatric

nurse, I had the difficult assignment

of giving immunization shots to children..

One day, I entered the examining room to give

four-year-old Lizzie her needle. 'No, no, no!' she

screamed. 'Lizzie,' scolded her mother, 'that's

not polite behavior.' With that, the girl

yelled even louder, 'No, thank you! No, thank You!’

******

On the way back from a Cub

Scout meeting, my grandson innocently said to my son,

'Dad, I know babies come from mommies' tummies, but

how do they get there in the first place?' After my

son hemmed and hawed awhile, my grandson finally

spoke up in disgust, 'You don't have to make

up something, Dad. It's okay if you don't

know the answer.'

*****

Just before I

was deployed to Iraq, I sat my eight-year-old

son down and broke the news to him. 'I'm

going to be away for a long time,' I told

him. 'I'm going to Iraq.' 'Why?' he

asked. 'Don't you know there's a war going

on over there?'

*****

Paul Newman

founded the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp for

children stricken with cancer, AIDS, and blood

diseases. One afternoon, he and his wife,

Joanne Woodward, stopped by to have lunch with

the kids. A counselor at a nearby

table, suspecting the young patients

wouldn't know Newman was a famous movie star,

explained, That's the man who made this camp

possible. Maybe you've seen his picture on

his salad dressing bottle?' Blank

stares. 'Well, you've probably seen his face on

his lemonade carton.' An eight-year-old girl

perked up. 'How long was he missing?'