This evening when we sat down to supper my 10 year old daughter asked my husband and me about the shooting in Connecticut. I was shocked as my husband and I had decided to wait until this evening to discuss it with her because we knew she would hear about it in school on Monday morning. In a matter of seconds I grabbed "J" and began to hug her. "Mommy, I can't breath" she said as she gasped for air. I was terrified for her to leave my side. I begin to reflect internally on September 11, 2001 when I held my then 12 year old daughter "A" so tightly that she could barely breath. I slept with her that evening to protect her. This is every parent's worse nightmare. Once I gathered my thoughts I asked "J" what she had heard. I explained that sometimes people's minds are sick just like our bodies sometimes get sick and that on a very rare occasion someone's mind doesn't tell him what is and isn't okay to do and what is right and wrong gets confused. This can cause a person to do something senseless. I assured her that this was rare and I hugged her again and told her that I loved her very much. Her response " I love you too mommy and will be here if you need me." Out of the mouths of babes.