through the eyes of a child

I loved this piece from the New Yorker, especially this:

DAD: (laughing) There are actual monsters in the world, but when my kids ask I pretend like there aren’t.

MOM: I’m angry! I’m angry all of a sudden!

DAD: I’m angry, too! We’re angry at each other!

MOM: Now everything is fine.

There's a scene in the first sequel to Anastasia Krupnik in which Anastasia repeats a phrase she's overheard--"the great unwashed"--and her parents get really mad at her, to her utter bafflement. I always promised myself that I wouldn't get mad at my kids for reasons they couldn't understand. Or fight in front of them. Ha.