On the way to summer camp today, we were listening to news radio, and my 6 year-old daughter had apparently heard enough about Somali droughts, debt ceilings, and joblessness. She said to me:
Note: OH stands for “overheard”
A proud moment for me, seeing and hearing my almost 7 year-old deep in meaningful thought. And yet, sad… too poignant. If that’s how a perfectly happy child sees our world, where does that leave us?