7-Year Old Daughter was wearing a leather necklace that I hadn’t seen before so I asked her if it was new. She said she that it was and that, “It’s a magic necklace.”
“Is that so? And what makes it magical?”
“Well, whenever I see one of my friends in trouble, or if I see two adults fighting, I take it in my hands [cups the pendant] and I whisper [she whispers] Please help my friend. And then, everything is better and everyone is happy again.”
Honestly, I thought she was going to tell me that she uses it to make a new pair of shoes appear out of thin air. What a cynic! I promise to make a concerted effort to not foist my neurosis on her or her little sister.
Exile on Pain Street 
Be a love. Ask her where she got hers from please. Mine’s caput.
See, kids still know about the magic. We forget how to use it as we get older and more cynical!Thanks for dropping by.:¬)
That is very sweet, what a nice child you’ve got there! But don’t worry, it’s our job to be cynical and our kids’ job to remind us not to be.
Jo: You don’t suppose that thing really works? Do you?Map: Welcome! I’m just an old shithead and don’t want to ruin their sunny dispositions.Leah: She’s got her work cut out for her, poor thing. I’m almost a gonner as is.
I’m going to buy her a l’il cellphone to hang on that necklace that she can pray to instead.
I thought Tim was about to say, “so then she can call the cops”.I’m w/ you. Cynical about those types of things. Nice while it lasts for them.
almost as much magic as a cell phone jammer (sigh)