Only a five year old thinks seeing people fall and stumble is fun.
Only a five year old thinks piling muck on someone is fun.
Only a five year old thinks piling more muck on a mucky person is fun.
Only a five year old pokes you in the ribs and laughs when you grimace.
Only a five year old can repeatedly forgive you for hurting him/her.
Only a five year old doesn't demand respect and still helps you when you ask for help.
Only a five year old can love you unconditionally.
Yep. I think God IS a five year old!
