Kids say the darndest things...

So, those of you who would actually read my blog would know that my job can sometimes be depressing.  I take kids away from their homes, and interview them to assess for child abuse or neglect.  However, even in these solemn and sometimes sad moments, kids say the cutest things:

• Jalyn, 4: "There are monsters that come to my house..." Me: "Monsters?!  Oh no!  What do these monsters look like?"  "...You!" (starts to giggle)
• Kimberly, 7: (Her dad was just arrested for drug possession, and I'm assessing for any other foulplay).  Me: "Do you ever feel unsafe at home?"  "Yes."  "What makes you feel unsafe?"  "The monsters in my closet."  (needless to say I was relieved it was the normal "monsters in my closet" answer and not Chester the Molester... I made sure to look in her closet and tell the monsters to go away)
• Isaiah, 3: (A cop came over while I was present to interview him based on allegations that his dad hit him during a monitored visit) Cop: "So, when you get in trouble, what does your daddy do?"  "He whups me."  "What does he whup you with?"  "A belt."  "Do you feel scared of your daddy?"  "No."  "You don't?"  "No, I get him with my webs" (He then holds his hands out like spiderman and makes "web shooting" noises.. even though it's a serious investigation, it's hard not to laugh).  
• Angel, 6: "You're gai-tow... because we're all a little gai-tow."  (Note: gai-tow = ghetto)

There's a little glimpse into some of the bittersweet moments in my job!