Yesterday I got home from work just after 5:00 pm. I got the mail in and started making dinner. Kate started looking through the mail and got to a certain envelope. She asked me what it was. I told her it was probably junk mail; plus it had come to the wrong address. Then she told me it was from George Washington Law School. I put down my knife and looked at it. Then I told her it was a rejection letter for the poor boy who had applied for law school. (I would make a joke about the world being better off with one less lawyer, but I have needed mine lately and he is excellent.)
After a few minutes of Kate looking at the letter, she decided we needed to take him cookies. My sweet, tender hearted child. I love that she feels sympathy for someone she will never meet.