“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!