"Mommmm.... call my school and tell them I'll be an hour late. I'm too tirrrred to move fast today." Morning 2 was a little rough on Willa.
Yesterday, she noticed I had made her a little beaded zipper pull for her backpack. Last year I did the same with a little bead that said "love." She tried to read the message on this year's bead and cocked her head to the side. I helped her, "it says 'follow your dreams.'" She thought for a moment and replied, "mom.... I can't follow my dreams! I'll be in school." We had a talk about how school will help her to follow her dreams. "OH! I get it now. So, you don't want me to actually sleep in school, right?" So literal.
I'm editing to include this from dinner: "mom, do you want to hear something sad? v____ 's mom is in jail. He said she's in jail for hiring kids and teaching them to kill people."
Big gulp there.