The other 3 kids are home right now, Akila is at her after school class. Zeke just informed me that he had a really bad dream last night, and it involved Akila attacking us with a knife. It spurred a good discussion.
We came up with a code word that the kids can yell to dad and/or me when they feel unsafe. The word for all those of you who may be at our house, or be babysitting in the future, is bagel. They chose it. We also talked about if we are ever anywhere and other people are asking questions about adoption or stuff that is making them uncomfortable, they can say to Michael or I "I want some bagels" and we will know to end the conversation and get them out of the situation.
It was a really good talk. It led to talking about what to do if approached by a stranger, on foot or in a car. There have been several incidents in Minneapolis lately and it was a good time to talk about. There were many crazy "what if" scenarios they brought up, but it went really well. I am thankful that all 3 of them have good common sense.
I am trying not to think too much about how sad it is that we have to come up with a code word, or that Zeke would have a dream like that. I did try to explain that the bagel code word is not to be mis-used or over-used. It is for when they feel very unsafe, whether it is from Akila's behavior, or a different situation. Now, I just hope to never hear the word again. But I know I will. Good thing we are not regular bagel eaters in our family.
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