She's Making a List, Checking It Twice...

As I was doing Miss B's eyedrops last night, I noticed a piece of notebook paper on her dresser. “What’s this?” I asked, taking it over to her as I sat on her bed for our nightly pre-tuck-in chat.

“Oh, I’m starting a club with my friends,” she said, naming four or five other girls in her second-grade class. “This is the list of our club rules, symbol, code, and password.”

Chuckling to myself—This daughter of mine is already starting clubs and making lists!—I asked if I could read it.

“Sure!” she said brightly.

I'm not sure what the code and password have to do with anything, but I have to admit, I am heartened by her "rules":

If only grown-ups would play by the same rules (minus the "no boys allowed" part), this world would be a much better place!