Watching M & G move along in their little lives, it’s becoming quite clear — they’re growing up in a world that’s so different from the one I knew as a little girl.
I remember staring at the children’s faces on the milk cartons.
They’re having lockdown drills at school.
I remember watching the news footage of Air Florida’s flight 90 plane crash.
They watch us all take our shoes off at airport security.
Childhood is such a precious time.
When is it okay to let them know about real life ?