Ms. Kaz: Hopefully, she won’t remember…
Me: Have you met my daughter..?
Last night, as I was getting my daughter dressed for bed, she wanted to play with the toy car with the Disneyland kids (wearing the Mickey ears) in it. This, of course, got her talking about our trip to Disney.
Daughter: Gonna see Mickey an’ Minnie an’ Donald an’ Goofy an’ Pluto, toooOOoooo!
Me: That’s right, sweetie.
Daughter: An’ fireworks!
No, we’ve been avoiding
telling talking to her about the fireworks, because lately she’s been a little afraid of loud noises, so we aren’t sure how she would handle them. Unfortunately, we want her to see the parade, and the fireworks are immediately after that. But, anyhow…
Me: There’s fireworks there?
Me: Who told you about the fireworks, sweetie?
Daughter: … Gonna ride in car!
Me: There are some pretend cars there we can ride in.
Daughter: Daddy gonna drive car. Daddy gonna drive REAL car.
Me: Actually, we might not, sweetie. We are going to take an airplane down there.
Daughter: Yeah, airplane.
Daughter: … Lando!
Me: … What’s that, sweetie?
So, now my daughter translater kicks in.
Translator: “Lando … 2 results found for ‘Lando’…
Me: Okay, let’s check result one.
Translator: “Lando Calrissian”
Me: Hmm… that’d be cool, but I’d think she’d come up with someone like Yoda, or Chewie, or even Greedo before Lando Calrissian. Better check result two…
I’m pretty sure we’ve never bothered to tell her Disneyworld was
in near Orlando.
Me: Orlando, sweetie?
Daughter: Right. ‘Lando.
So later on, I ask my wife if she’s been discussing our trip with our daughter, and recount the story. She didn’t discuss any of this with my daughter. So that leaves us with a couple options for where she got this info:
- The reference section of our local library
- The Internet
- A relative while we were back for Thanksgiving
Just to be safe, I am activating the filters on our browser software.