To serve and protect

My aunt Barbara was like a bonus parent for me for the first 10 or so years of my life (and beyond, though no longer from just a few blocks away) and occasionally she will see fit to share a story about me as a child.

She told one today that I had not heard before but which reveals plenty about my young person's understanding of how the world works.

Me (about 5 years old): Barbara, why don't you have any kids of your own?

Barbara: Well you see, Ellie, in order to have kids you need both a mom and a dad, and I didn't have a dad to have children with.

Me: Couldn't you ask a policeman to help?

Don't tell me I wasn't a born problem solver.