This weekend we did some psychiatric work on the little angel. We reviewed the Sounds That Come From the Sky and what causes them. Since the little angel first looked to the heavens and discovered the moon (one benefit of Daylight Savings Time - she knows what streetlights look like now!), she has been very interested in the goings-on of the sky.  And, since she's afraid of the sounds of helicopters, prop planes and trains, two out of three ain't bad.

As we were raking leaves on Saturday, a prop plane went by.  She looked up, terrified.  We discussed that it's an airplane, and even though airplanes seem awfully scary, they're actually very safe and almost never just fall out of the sky.  They particularly do not usually fall out of the sky into residential neighborhoods.  She seemed to buy that one.

We didn't actually see the ghetto bird go by, but we did hear it right before bed. We discussed the pros and cons of helicopter ownership for the local news stations.  I told her it's a lot easier to see traffic patterns with a helicopter, but the higher gas prices may negate the benefits in the upcoming future.  She sagely agreed.

To end our discussion of things of which we should and shouldn't be afraid, I told her some of my fears.  This is the biggest one.  We'll just be avoiding them.