Due to "Why we love children" thread has expired, I decided to continue here. (Actually how long will a thread expire? On what condition? Anyone can answer??)
There was a knock at the door. It was a small boy, about six years old. Something of his had found its way into my garage, he said, and he wanted it back. Upon opening the garage door, his father noticed two additions: a baseball and a broken window sporting a baseball-sized hole. "How do you suppose this ball got in here?" his father asked the boy. Taking one look at the ball, one look at the window, and one look at his father, the boy exclaimed, "Wow! I must have thrown it right through that hole!"
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John's brother came home from preschool and proudly said, "I like Lin Xin Ru. I'm going to marry her." "But you're too little to get married," his grandmother said. John's brother patted her on the knee and said, "That's okay. I'm little too."
After John's five year old sister got out of the bath, his mother began cleaning her ears with a q-tip. "Evan, this is disgusting. Look at all the brown stuff in here." John's sister said, "Oh, that's from all the crap they whisper in my ears in school."