Someone told her about mortality, that she'll die when she's 100 and her little baby brother will grow to be a nasty hair pulling boy. So young to be so cognizant of the temporal nature of us all. She's taking it kinda hard.

Well, that's okay. Just don't tell her anything about sex. My ghod, the horror. She might wanna try it and you know she couldn't possibly understand the meaning of it yet.