As I was taking Hailey to daycare this morning, we were looking out across the park that sits across the street from our neighborhood. On the other side of this park is a federal penitentiary.
I was talking about how pretty the park looked with the rising sun glowing across the frosted grass, and all the trees in full color.
Hailey said, "I think I see a school or something over there."
I kind of laughed and said, "No, honey, that's a jail. That's where people go if they do bad things. If they commit crimes like stealing something or hurting somebody."
She nodded knowingly and said, "Yeah, or if they drive without a seatbelt or something."