We were doing our nightly bedtime routine, which lately transitions from um-nums and a books to um-nums and stories about when we were small.
Husband started a story about an encounter with a bully when he was a kid, and how he learned that boy behaved that way because he wasn’t treated well at home. He explained that his father wasn’t nice to the boy, and that’s why he acted out.
Daughter asks: “Did he hit him?”
Husband: “Yes, I think he did.”
Daughter: “Did he give him chocolate?”
Pause, as husband and I exchange smiles.
Husband: “Yes, he didn’t give him good food to eat.”
Glad to know that our indoctrination worked!
(says she, after eating chocolate …)