Police...

My husband and I had been watching the news and discussing the things that have been going on lately. There is so much in the media today about violence towards black by the police that is makes sense for us to talk about it with our children. My youngest little- K, is like a sponge she listens to everything and takes it all in. I tell people that I thought I was going to need bail money when C got older, but it is turning out that I will be using K's birthday money in the future to get her out of jail more than likely. I digress...in the mornings, there is a police officer that sits outside our house, because the school is right behind our house. I was walking with K and asked the officer if he could please look out for the bus, because people have been trying to pass the bus. The officer was super polite and said sure thing. As we are walking away from the car, K yells, "Mommy, why are you talking to the police, we don't LIKE the POLICE!" I walked faster to the door.

This is my world. She overhears something and says it. Now, we did not talk about how we do not like the police, but that is what she took from the conversation. I think what it boils down to is that she heard us talking about the violence against people by the police that in her little mind, the police are bad. (A discussion on how the police help people is in the works for a later date.)

Be Kind.
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