Priorities

My daughter wrote a story about Thanksgiving (we went to visit my folks) for kindergarten. Spelling is all hers:

“Wen we got thare my pap-pap and gramie helped my mom and dad get our bags out of the car. Wen I went in my bedroom it was butyful! Just the way I rememberd it! And evrything was the way I remembered! Except one thing…thare cat died! And he was onley 17! I did not care as long as my gramie and pap-pap wor alive.”

She added a drawing of herself. She’s either thinking about my folks’ cat (being first alive, then dead) or Schrödinger’s cat, I’m not sure:

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