Yesterday Archer came home from school and said a horrifying thing.
Responding
to the sound of laughing voices outside he turned to me and said,
"don't worry, Mommy, I'm going to shoot the bad guys with my sword!"
My jaw dropped. Up until yesterday he had never mentioned "bad guys" nor had an affinity for swords. Or shooting.
"Where did you learn about bad guys?"
"Harry...*"
"And where did you learn about shooting?"
"Harry."
"What else is Harry teaching you."
"Nothing. We were just playing superheroes and superheroes kill the bad guys with shooting them, mommy. It's okay."
"Um...
actually it's not okay. Shooting bad guys is not okay," I said, before
stopping myself. "I mean... unless these bad guys are trying to shoot
you, in which chase, uh... I mean... actually. You can't... You're not
supposed to... I- I- I- I..."
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