My niece, age five, came to the country with me a day in advance of her parents, who stayed behind to work. She had recently decided not to marry her father when she grew up but, instead, to marry a little boy in her class. Her father “would be very old” by the time she was ready to be married, she explained. Lately, she had presided over the wedding of her favourite stuffed animal, a male, to a female from her vast menagerie. She brought that favourite animal with her on our trip. Before going to sleep, she said that this animal’s new wife could not come because she was “at work”.