Monday, March 02, 2009

Behind Bars

She's dieing to get outside. She threatens that if spring doesn't come soon she's going to move to Florida...FOREVER! Tonight she begged me to bundle up and take her for a quick walk in spite of the cold. When she has you alone, that's when she really gets chatty...

"...and then, when you do something really bad, they throw you in the cage."

"They throw you where? Who? Who throws you in cage?"

"The policeman will throw you in that cage thing if you do something bad."

"Oh no, that's called jail."

"Why do people go to jail?"

"Because they've done something bad that they knew they weren't supposed to do."

She pauses, and you can tell she's deep in thought. Then she asks...

"Do kids go to jail?"

"No. Kids don't usually go to jail."

"Oh, so you don't think Connor's going to jail for eating the play-do, even though he knew better?"

"No, probably not."