I think I’m pretty good at being Sam’s mom. He is an easy-going, fun kid, and we get along really well most of the time.
He has…ideas about things, though. And once he gets one of these ideas in his head, good luck changing his mind. Examples include: this food he’s never tasted is “bleh;” it is his turn to choose a show in Netflix; Netflix is called Roku; et cetera, et cetera.
Today we were in the car and there was a police cruiser in the lane next to us. “Mama! A policeman! That’s a bad guy.”
I know where he got this idea. He is currently OBSESSED with The Pirates of Penzance, and he believes implicitly that the pirates are the good guys. Since the constables are trying to catch the pirates, clearly policemen are bad guys.
Did I mention that half of Will’s family is current or past law enforcement? Yeah.
I think I handled it okay, but I kind of doubt I made any real impression on his opinion. Ack.