The impossible is possible tonight.

... to a 4-8 year old

Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. SRSLY. Touching
words from the mouth of babes. A group of professional people posed
this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?"
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have
imagined. See what you think:



"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


"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


"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


"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


"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri, 4


"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


"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


"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening
presents and listen."

Bobby, 7


"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who
you hate,"

Nikka, 6


"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday."

Noelle, 7


"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


"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


"My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare, 6


"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine, 5


"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is
handsomer than Robert Redford."

Chris, 7


"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all
day."

Mary Ann, 4


"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


"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars
come out of you." (what an image)

Karen, 7


"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's
gross."

Mark, 6


"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


And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a
contest he was asked to judge.

The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door 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"

I love how little kids are so uh, spontaneous. 8D

I don't know what's gotten into me while waiting for ballet today but I just started scribbling things with an orange marker on the back of my yellow Math filler. Just thought I'd share it. :)

Remember those long nights we spent lying under the stars till the sun came up smiling down on us? When we just stayed there, needing nothing and no one else but each other? It seemed like a dream. A dream we were rudely woken up from. As we opened our eyes, you slipped farther and farther away. You drifted off gracefully like you would be coming back.

But you didn't.

You left me alone with nothing but a train-wrecked heart that once beat for you. I thought I couldn't fix it; it was a fact that I lived up to. It was a stain I couldn't wash off.

But all that's changed now. You made me stronger, you made me a better person. I found all the answers to the questions you left me pondering on.



That's it, kids. Sorry, I don't do well with endings. Comments are loved, but aren't really necessary. :)

Hi there. theredcardaudition here. No need to call me by the username; you can call me Donut. [Yes, my nickname's actually Donut.]

I'm not writing this to get attention on this side of the Internet. I have no intention whatsoever to make it big here or something; I'll just let things fall into place. But if I do, well. That's a plus. Lol.

I'm a big fan of all things Fueled By Ramen and/or Decaydance, a TAI fan, a TAI TV tuber, a big Motion City Soundtrack fan, a frustrated photographer who rarely uses flash, a ballerina, an honor student, a confused bystander that doesn't get the point of putting fans on chopsticks to cool your noodles. [That's just odd.]

I love Panic At The Disco. [I know that seemed noob-ified, but that's just the way it is, yo.]

I don't get why so many child stars are screwing their lives up.

I have been around the world.

I listen to almost every genre of music. My iTouch is pretty much a cacophony that's pleasant to the ears.

I'm surprised as to how 7-year-olds are dressing up now - the younger, the slutter [in some cases].

I get really annoyed with sTiCKy caPs and textspeak. Sweet jeebers.

I don't get why people are so blind towards issues like global warming and poverty.


Donut's just your regular decorated emergency.

You'll know more about me as time passes by.