Pastor Tom Rietveld tells about a wedding he performed several years ago. There was a very precocious little seven-year-old boy who was the ring bearer. At the wedding rehearsal, the soloist asked Pastor Tom when she should begin singing. He told her, “After the vows.”

She wanted a more specific answer, so she asked: “What are the vows? I’ll need a cue.”

And at that point, the little boy turned to the soloist with an exasperated look, and said: “The vowels are A-E-I-O-U. There is no Q!” (1)

We never know what to expect from a child.

One teacher learned that the hard way. One day there was a big snowstorm. She felt she should warn her pupils against playing too long in the frigid weather. She said: “Now children, you must be careful about colds and overexposure. I had a precious little …