One evening, back in 2000, when Jessie was 4, we (EC and I) were watching her while her mother was working. Things were normal, Jessie was on the floor in the living room, EC was in the recliner watching TV and I was on the computer. Then, out of the blue, I heard this shriek and Jessie started crying. I ran out to the living room to see what was wrong and I asked her, "What's the matter?" She almost stopped crying long enough to tell me, "My eyes don't move!" My first response was "What?" She then looked back down in the mirror, turned her head to both sides and cried, "Look! My eyes don't move!!!" She was in a state of panic, with tears running down her cheeks. Stifling my urge to burst out laughing, I quickly scooped her up, along with the mirror, took her into the bathroom, put my face next to hers (so I could see what she saw) and held up the mirror next to the bathroom mirror so she could see the sides of her eyeballs. I showed her how if she looks at the other mirror, she'd see the other sides of her eyes. Then I explained to her that with one mirror, her eyes stay pointed in the same place or she wouldn't be able to see her eyes, and she quickly stopped crying and I took her back to the living room.
It's amazing the things that go on inside the head of a 4 year old and even more amazing that she even thought of the fact that maybe her eyes don't move like everyone else's.