Three Dollars Well Spent

Daniel begged for a special side-trip to his beloved Dollar Tree on the way home from Russian Math tonight.  I don't often find excuses to splurge on quantity rather than quality, like that, so once we got into the store, I was pretty busy scanning the aisles.  But in short order, he was all set:  he came by with an 18-inch skeleton, some other item, and a package containing a pistol, other police gadgetry, and, of course, plastic handcuffs complete with a key, for when time comes to release the captive to his confines.

None of this is a surprise, but I suppose I should be happy with his preoccupation with police equipment; it makes it that much likely that, as he contemplates the gritty world of crime-and-punishment, he will identify with the boys in blue, rather than the world of "bad guys" that they pursue.  We talk about bad guys a lot, so if we could talk a bit more about law enforcement, that would be a step up.

(October 12, 2012)