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birth of the nation
mr. flea: Tomorrow we celebrate the birth of our nation.
Casper: How did it grow from being a little rock into a big country?
mr. flea: Um.
Casper: Did it grow inside someone's tummy?
mr. flea: Honey, birth can mean different things!
Casper: How did it grow from being a little rock into a big country?
mr. flea: Um.
Casper: Did it grow inside someone's tummy?
mr. flea: Honey, birth can mean different things!

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Me: Friday is a holiday--it's Independence Day. That's like America's birthday.
Annabel: America? Will she have a cake?
Me: Remember? We've talked about this. America is the country we live in.
Annabel: We live in Seattle.
Me: The city of Seattle, in the state of Washington, in the country of America. You see, America used to belong to the British, and Independence Day is the day we became our own country.
Annabel: ....
Apparently her teacher talked about it too, because now Annabel is claiming Teacher Robyn insisted that they tell their parents to let them stay up past their bedtimes and go to the fireworks. Somehow I have a feeling it was more like, "Maybe some of your parents will let you stay up..." And it ain't likely to happen here tomorrow, since Dylan is laid low with food poisoning and I've got a cold. (Being sick on holidays is an important W. family tradition.
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I think this is a very good question.
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At one point she was asking about how we learned about it, if people made movies or TV shows while it was happening, and I was like, sweetie, it was before TV, "Radio??" It was BEFORE RADIO.
So now she's fixated on how the Revolutionary War was *before radio*.
Baby steps. Auntie was a history major, so she just might get it.