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This morning Michaela was her talkative self. She usually babbles about whatever and changes subjects quickly. Half the time I have no idea what she’s talking about because I am sure she is processing information in her little head thinking that I am part of that conversation she is having with herself. Her questions will usually be totally out of context and unfortunately, I am not a mind reader. This morning, however she asked an interesting question. Mom, why do we celebrate the 4th of July?So, this is one of those moments that parents live for – the chance to provide a little window into the past in American History. This time period is one of my favorites because it was a real time when the country stood up against tyranny and we fought for our freedom, literally. But since Michaela is not quite 7 I would have to keep the explanation brief and simple. So I said, “Did you know that America wasn’t always America? And that we once belonged to England and were ruled by a King? Well, the King was not very nice. And the people here wanted to be free from the King. So we fought in a war and declared ourselves free people so we could become our own country.”"And that happened on the 4th of July?” she asked.”Well, we signed the Declaration of Independence around the 4th of July.” I responded.There was silence as Michaela processed this information. Finally she asked, “Were you in it?”This is that moment in a sitcom where the butt of the joke – ME – looks straight into  the camera and waits for the audience to stop laughing. I could have been pretty insulted but I smiled. And softly explained to my dear, sweet, little girl that “No. Mommy was not in the Revolutionary War. That was over 200 years ago. Mommy is NOT that old.”*sigh* Since when is 37 old?