Children are fascinating. They always seem to have this air of innocence about them, but sometimes when you look into their eyes you see something that suggests they have seen it all before. We strive to protect them, to teach them, and to pass on to them a little bit of ourselves. In Elfwood we find them being many different things besides innocent, but they still remind us of a time not so long ago when caused mischief, scabbed our knees, and our greatest desire was a pony.