Today I was taking my Little Sister to the library and I had another realization that her life is much different than it should be at 7 years old. I had gotten a bunch of cute polar bear cards in the mail from some wildlife group and asked if she wanted them. She said, "Yes. I can send them to my daddy in prison because I don't know when I'll ever see him again."
Very matter-of-fact. She has no idea there's something drastically wrong with that statement.
Four years ago: Thing Number 47 I Won't Miss About Teaching Here
Stuck in My Head
Blackie the Horse