NO MORE LAW N ORDER
atleast not for the 8 year old. i thought, being the new millennium parent that i am, if i watched it with her. explained the ish going on -- it would be cool. the same way we are at a poetry event.
scene 1 (poetry slam)
amari: why is he cursing mommy?
mom: he's acting out and wants to get a whooping.
amari: oooh. i knew it. his mom is going to be so disappointed!
scene 2 (driving while listening to keisha cole)
amari: mommy, why did she say i should've cheated?
mom: because he accused her of being a sneak, when he was really the sneak.
amari: but she said cheated.
mom: same thing.
amari: i don't get it.
mom: turn the channel
scene 3 (watching america's next top model - the limo scene where the model gets told she's pretty then lip attacks or kisses the lesbian)
amari: what is she thinking?
mom: she's just happy that girl said she was pretty. i dont think she understands what she's doing.
amari: she needs to stop actin' out and focus
mom: focus on what?
amari: on her job.
see. these are normal conversations, right? but then this morning she woke with a start. she said "i had a really bad dream. someone was trying to hurt me and i told the cops and we got him in trouble". there goes the law n order marathons... i mean. damn. i can't have the kid waking up with nightmares. but she's such a trooper. i walked her to school and we are talkin about dreams and what makes them important (mom: maybe that's a reminder of how to be brave if someone tries to bother you? amari: i remember. scream kick and run. mom: do you do that in your dream? amari: i tried. but i was scared. mom: its ok to be scared. but you are a smart girl. you can still think while you are scared, right? amari: you think im smart? mom: absolutely.) and we also talk about what they really are.
scene 3 (amari at school)
amari: dont worry mom. i know dreams are not real. but - if they were, what would you do?
mom: i would have to hurt someone really bad. and then JP would get them.
amari: i know huh!? (laughing) now that would be a bad dream for them.
vigilante-ism ain't so bad...