Aletheia: Daddy, come meet Birdie.
Me: Who’s Birdie?
Aletheia: She’s a girl who’s attached to a boy.
Me: That sounds terrible.
Aletheia: No, no, no. They’re just friends.
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Aletheia: Daddy, come meet Birdie.
Me: Who’s Birdie?
Aletheia: She’s a girl who’s attached to a boy.
Me: That sounds terrible.
Aletheia: No, no, no. They’re just friends.