Playing Footsie
                          While I was preparing dinner one evening, my
                          six-month-old daughter, Keri, began to fuss in the next
                          room. Christina, my four year old, offered to go give
                          Keri her pacifier. After several minutes passed, I called
                          to Christina, "Did you put the pacifier in her mouth?"
                          She replied, "No, Mom. She likes my toe better!"

                          -Gwen Molda, Michigan
 

                          A Snug Hug
                          After helping my three-year-old son, Isaac, dry off after
                          a bath, I wrapped him in a towel and put him on my lap
                          for a hug. I said, "Isaac, you're getting so big! What are
                          we going to do when you're too big to fit on my lap
                          anymore?" He replied, "Then I'm going to hold you,
                          Mom."

                          -Debra Power, California
 

                          Prehistoric Parents
                          Recently I realized I'd never shown my
                          four-and-a-half-year-old son, Cameron, my baby
                          pictures. After seeing them one day, he said, "If these
                          are your baby pictures, where are the dinosaurs?"

                          -NazaninTooyserkani, California
 

                          Power Nap?
                          During a recent visit with my parents, my two-year-old
                          daughter, Kylee, sat at the kitchen table eating her
                          lunch. My mom joined her, closed her eyes, and bowed
                          her head to say a silent prayer for her food. Kylee
                          watched inquisitively. As my mom raised her head and
                          opened her eyes, Kylee asked, "Nana, did you have a
                          nice nap?"
 

                        A Likely Lure
                        During the children's sermon at our church one
                        morning, the kids sat on the steps in front of the
                        sanctuary as our pastor explained the Bible verse, "I will
                        make you fishers of men" (Matt. 4:19). As he held up
                        his fishing pole, he asked, "If I were going to fish for
                        men, what kind of bait do you think I should use?"
                        Without hesitation, one little boy replied, "Donuts!"

                        Rhonda Carter, Kansas

                        Rust-Busters
                        My husband had been encouraging our two young sons,
                        Trenton, four, and Nathaniel, three, to be a little quicker
                        when drying the silverware. "It'll get rusty if you leave it
                        too long," he told them. I knew his words made an
                        impact when a few days later, as they were drying
                        dishes, I overheard Trenton tell Nathaniel, "Hurry up,
                        or we'll get 'arrusted'!"

                        Carolyn Willms Gartke, Lithuania

                        A Real Cut-Up
                        A fellow kindergarten teacher was giving her class a
                        lesson on using scissors. As she helped one child who
                        was having difficulty, she asked him if he had any
                        scissors at home. He replied, "No, but I do have two
                        brudders!"

                        Dian Black, Indiana

                        Paying by Ear
                        My dad likes to amuse my two-year-old daughter,
                        Kristin, by "magically" pulling quarters out of her ears.
                        On a recent trip to the store, Kristin spotted a gumball
                        machine and immediately began asking for money. I
                        explained to her that the machine needed a quarter and I
                        didn't have one. Wasting no time, she replied, "Well,
                        look in my ears. Papa always finds money there."

                        Janice Wodka, Illinois

                        I Say Potato ...
                        One spring day, my husband was talking on the phone
                        with our five-year-old granddaughter, Erika. He asked
                        her if her mother had planted the garden yet,
                        mentioning that she should plant potatoes so they could
                        have French fries. With a slight laugh, Erika said,
                        "PopPop, you know French fries don't come from
                        potatoes. They come from McDonald's."
 
 

                        Theory of Relative-ity
                        One afternoon my two sons were discussing whom they
                        might like to marry when they grow up. Three-year-old
                        Alex said he planned to marry his newborn baby sister,
                        with whom he was quite smitten. "Oh, you're so silly,"
                        said six-year-old Patrick. "Don't you know you can't
                        marry relatives?" "Well, that just shows what you
                        know," said Alex. "Just look at Mom. She married Dad,
                        and he's her husband!"

                        Cindy Smith, Alabama
 

                        Head Count
                        On a recent road trip, our family was talking about how
                        God cares for us. My husband asked our three young
                        boys if they realized God knows exactly how many
                        hairs are on our heads. Our seven-year-old son, Jordan,
                        replied, "Of course he knows. He counted them before
                        he put them on!"

                        Angela Flippin, Mississippi
 

                        Awesome Award
                        My three-year-old daughter received a certificate of
                        achievement following her last swimming class. When
                        my husband came home from work that evening, I
                        handed him the cherished award. "Char-lotte, would
                        you like to tell your daddy what this is?" I asked.
                        Charlotte thought for a moment. "Daddy," she
                        exclaimed in her proudest, most confident voice, "this is
                        my terrificate!"

                        Carol Sachse, Texas
 

                        Stay a While
                        Recently I was showing my six-year-old daughter,
                        Alexa, a photograph of my elderly grandmother who
                        passed away eight years ago. I told her proudly that my
                        grandma had lived to be ninety-five years old. Upon
                        hearing this, Alexa looked up at me with wide eyes and
                        exclaimed, "Wow! I can't believe Jesus let her stay so
                        long!"

                        Jeanne Gute, Michigan
 

                        Up in Years
                        I'd been teaching my daughter, Kristie, about numbers
                        in relation to age. I didn't realize how well she was
                        catching on until we visited a toy store one day. Kristie
                        picked up a game and read, "This game suitable for
                        children ages four and up." She quickly exclaimed,
                        "Hey, I can play this game because I'm up!"

                        Constance J. Haws, Texas

                        I put my 3 year old Son Ryan down for a nap in my room.
                        When I came in there a few minutes later to check on him,
                        my computer was on and MSWord was open plus a document
                        was open too... I looked at Ryan and said .....  What were you
                        doing on my computer and he sat up in bed and said "Why MaMa
                        I was checking my email!"  I laughed and then I said to him "if you
                        want to play on a computer than you better go buy your own...lol"
                        He said "I can't I don't have a credit card!"