So in the middle of the night my brain decided to wake me up for some anxiety. I grabbed my phone to find something nice to read to get back to sleep and the first thing I opened was Slack, where my brother, who has two elementary-school aged kids, had just posted this: "Evie just told us that she believes that she is controlled by dolls who are controlled by dolls who are controlled by dolls and so on. Elliot thinks we are in a video game, and he also believes in reincarnation." NOT HELPFUL