I wonder what I would have said at their age

Brother-in-law, Russ, emailed this yesterday. How could I not share it with all my FOF friends. Please take a few minutes to read it.  It’s worth every second. Reportedly, a group of professionals asked a group of four-to-eight-year olds What Love Means. Even if these quotes were made up by a clever big person, they’re still wonderful.

A man named Art Linkletter had a show in the fifties called House Party. One of the best segments on it was called Kids Say The Darndest Things. For sure!

‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’  –Rebecca, 8

Geri’s note: Where is this man?  Send him over right now.

‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’ –Billy, 4

GN:         This kid should start practicing psychotherapy today.

‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’–Karl, 5

GN:         If we’re lucky, this never stops.

‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’-Chrissy, 6

GN:         Or you let them take French fries from your plate.

‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’–Terri, 4

GN: ….and down.

‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.’–Danny, 7

GN:  I’m not showing this to David.

‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.’-Emily, 8

GN:         My parents would look like two bears when they laid down to embrace on the sectional in the den.

‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.’–Bobby, 7

GN: Bobby is, no doubt, a future poet laureate.

‘If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.’-Nikka – age 6

GN: Easier said than done; better not to hate anyone in the first place.

‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.’–Noelle, 7

GN: Or he lets you wear the shirt to sleep.

‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’–Tommy, 6

GN:  Love this kid.

‘During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy  waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’–Cindy, 8

GN: What a lucky little girl. and daddy.

‘My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’–Clare, 6

GN: You usually don’t.

‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’–Elaine, 5

GN: Mom, that was you!!!

‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’–Chris, 7

GN: But it would be nice if he were Robert Redford.

‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’–Mary Ann, 4

GN: Never mind the licks. Rigby just wants treats.

‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’–Lauren, 4

GN:         LOL

‘When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’–Karen, 7

GN: Will be competing with Bobby for the poet laureate title.

‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.’–Mark, 6

GN:  Enough said!

‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’–Jessica, 8

GN: I love you, Jessica.

And the one that will make you get teary

The winner was a four-year-old child whose neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

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 what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

‘Nothing, I just helped him cry’