Simplicity


My youngest daughter (6) woke me up this morning asking me this, Alyssa:  “Mommy, can anything break?” Me:  “Yes, anything.” Alyssa:  “Like what?” Me:  “Anything (and of course we began to name everything that breaks) Alyssa:  “Mommy, can people be broken?” Me:  “Yes . . . you mean like our bones and  . . ….