My nephew: Uncle Brandon, what's 9/11?
My brother: It was a bad, bad day when some very mean people attacked America. They killed a bunch of people and hurt some others.
My nephew: *thoughtful face* Why did they hurt us?
Me: *chokes*
My brother: I don't know, kiddo. They thought they had a good reason to, I guess.
My nephew: Did a lot of people die?
My brother: Yeah, buddy, they did.
Me: I don't know if we should be telling him this...
My nephew: But I thought Superman was supos'd to save everyone. Why didn't he save everyone? *starts crying*
Me & My brother: ....