Children love to dance, and prance, and skip and flip. Children love to sing, songs about everything, and nothing at all even so. Children love to play, at anything at all, but they prefer to learn every day. Children love to point, at things that matter, and in that they act like a star. Children love to clap, and in that, they tell you they are your fan.
Children love to touch, whatever they can get their hands on.
Children love to disassemble, in order to discover, so careful what you give them. Children love to hug, their parents, and other people, whose ever heart they can feel. Children love to yell, and scream, in happiness often, and its not something that should get you mad. Children love to fly, and to soar, and to dream, and give them a chance and they will. Children love to wave, their arms in delight.