If you could plant a single thought in the minds of everyone on Earth simultaneously, what thought would you choose to share?
Everyone you see was a baby once.
The New Governess by Edmund Blair Leighton
That tells me a lot! She's a young teacher, and the girls are wondering what she'll be like.
When sleeping, door open or closed?
If I can't hear them being quiet when they should be and noisy when they should be, my primitive unconscious mind pokes the conscious part to check. And now we have a young dog added to that roster. Ah, motherhood.
