She was too young last year when i got laid off, so I didn’t tell her. But I thought I’d tell her this time.

At first she wanted to start thinking of what sort of new job I could get. I told her “You do not need to help me find a new job. I will take care of that. It’s not your problem.”

Still, she thought for a bit. Since we were walking the dog, she thought I could get a job as a dog walker. Then she suggested policeman.

I told her it hurt my feelings a little bit that they told me they didn’t want me to come back to my job. So she invented a new kind of people, the Meanies, and declared that they were the Meanies, and they got distracted with fleshing out the details of what the Meanies were like.

But the next day, without me bringing it up again, she had more thoughts. After we got to gymnastics lessons.