In bed last night, Chloe asked, for the second time this week: “Is there really such a thing as bad guys?”
“Well, some people aren’t as nice as other people, so yes, there are bad people.”
“No I mean bad guys like burglars. Who come into your house and steal stuff.”
“There are burglars. But they won’t come in here. That’s why we have doors.”
“Because I dream sometimes that burglars are going to come and take my room.”
“No one’s going to take your room, sweetie. And I’ll always be here to protect you and take care of you.” Yes, sometimes we lie to our children. At least for now we do.
“Okay, dad.”
