Evidently the kids have heard some discussion of the presidential election on the playground at school. Baxter told me this morning:
Mama, I hope that man who wants to build a wall around the world… loses, and then falls head-first into a prickle bush.
Then we had a short discussion about how wishing that bad things happen to people who make bad choices isn’t very kind. We finally agreed that we hope “that man” makes better choices and uses kinder words in the future.
The Thing With The Stuff 