There’s a paper from a judge that says he isn’t allowed to come near this house or your school or anywhere you are.”

She thought about that.

“Where’s the paper?”

So I got it out of the folder and showed it to a four-year-old, and she looked at it for a long time — she could not read a word of it — and then she gave it back and said, “Okay,” and went to put her rabbit on the bed.

She asked to see that paper four more times over the following year.

I got it out every time.