LOL
"Tell me some more about jail."Oh, the questions like this... I always cringed a little inside when DD would look contemplative, and then draw a deep breath while we were somewhere public.
I'm rather unselfconscious, so this conversation isn't one that would give me pause. I've had a number of conversations with DD in public where DW started to get uncomfortable, but I was fine.
The only time I cringed (and that would be putting it mildly) was when DD(5 at the time) and I found ourselves playing with a pair of black girls at the bounce house. That very morning DW had informed me that DD had expressed some unfavorable views about race (DD is very fastidious, and had come to the idea that people with darker skin must not wash themselves properly), so I took the opportunity to talk to her about it on the drive to the bounce house. A good time was had by all, and I was quite pleased with the timing of the thing, as it was an opportunity for positive reinforcement of her earlier lessons.
I was good and worn out by the time the kids' parents decided it was time for them to go, and as we were all putting on shoes and collecting our things, my internal dialog is chanting, "Please don't let DD say anything insensitive, please don't let DD say anything insensitive, please don't.... " The dad approached to shake my hand and thank me for including his daughters in our play, and showing them a good time. No sooner had I responded in kind than DD shouted, "DAD, YOU'RE RIGHT! IT'S JUST SKIN!!"
