I think I may have lost the war.
Of course I blame his cousin* — isn’t it always easy to blame the cousins for importing things into your own -perfect- child’s life? His cousin is older, and obsessed with Darth Vader. Finally, after Little Red’s birthday, we let him watch Star Wars (the original first one, which is pretty tame I must say.) We cautiously explained to him all the characters, defining them as “good guys” and “bad guys”. He’s no dummy, it didn’t take him any time at all to realize his cousin’s idol was a “bad guy”. Thus courting the dark side began.
Since then it’s been nothing but good guys and bad guys. He wants to be a bad guy for Halloween. Boy Blue is a bad guy. I am a bad guy. Darth Vader is a good guy. I thought we had made some major strides this week, when he affirmed that Darth Vader was a bad guy but he was a good guy, and later when he announced, unprompted (but following our trip to the Big D), “pirates are bad guys and they have sharp swords.”
Today in church he announced to his class that Jesus was a bad guy.
Wouldn’t you know it? The only thing those three year olds heard and remembered from the lesson was his comment. I have several more parents to contact and to whom I should apologize in advance lest they think the delinquency of their children is somehow their own doing.
*** I actually really love his cousin. He’s a great kid, and his parents are really on the ball.