Jack knows the difference between good guys and bad guys.
I didn't realize there was so much treachery in Star Wars, but though his love of the trilogy, Jack has honed in on the phenomenon of "started as a good guy, turned into a bad guy."
Oh, George Lucas, you bard of eternal themes.
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We don't watch the news when the children are around. Sawyer is too young to understand it, of course, but Jack certainly is not. We made an exception and watched about five minutes of the news last night. Jack was playing; he wasn't really paying attention.
There was a snippet about the current terror threat and response in Egypt. Jack's head snapped to attention and turned to the TV.
"Are those bad guys?"
"Yes, they are, Jack." [CHANGE CHANNEL]
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I know that it is my responsibility as a mother to not only protect my children, but to teach them to be safe and wise and use common sense. Jack has my cellphone number memorized (and has for some time!) and knows that he is to run away from strangers who try to offer him gifts or get him into their car. He knows that if he can't find a parent, he is to turn to a police officer, firefighter, or teacher for help. We are doing what we can.
However, one of the most profound things no one tells you about becoming a parent is this, the fear. I'm sure my parents felt it -- they brought us into a world with a Cold War and nuclear weapons and the Cuban Missile Crisis. They taught us with love and compassion. They rock.
And now, we've brought children into a world with mutant viruses and too many terrorist groups to name. And we will teach them with love and compassion.
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For the present time, though, I am glad that Jack's concept of bad guys is as simple (and adorable) as this unscripted and unprompted display from this weekend.
Hope your day has some classic literary themes in it.