Realization on the first day of kindergarten:
Actually, I'm not happy about the spiritual sadism you are inflicting upon us, and I know it. It seems I am now caught in some sort of game. I want to go back to the woods and play with rocks. Why am I here? Guess there's no choice but to pretend, clap my hands, and await the day when I will be free.
Kids know everything 😂
Learning how to express what you know coherently, and coming through the other side okay, that's the thing.