"Why we love children"

While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl.  "Are you a cop?"
Yes, I said and continued writing my report.  "My mother siad if I need help I should ask the police. Is that right?"
Yes, that's right, I told her.    "Well then," she extended her foot toward me, "would you please tie my shoe?"

        I used to take my 4-year-old daughter with me when I worked delivering lunches to elderly shut-ins.  She was unfailingly intrugued by the various appliances of old age, the canes, walkers and wheelchairs.  One day I found her staring at false teeth soaking in a glass.  I braced myself for the barrage of questions, but she merely turned to me and whispered, "The tooth fairy will never believe this!"

When five year olds found a dead robin on the sidewalk, they found a box and lined it with cotton, and dug a hole for the grave.  The minister's son was chosen to say a prayer, and he intoned his version of what his father always said, "Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and into the hole he goes!"  

A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party.  When she sa her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, "Daddy you shouldn't wear that suit."
"Why not, darling?"    "You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning."