Yesterday was all about the celebration. And we did that. Suffice it to say - the boy had a great birthday and I think has some positive memories from it.
But now it's down to business. In Mormon culture the age eight signifies that children are capable from discerning right from wrong using their own judgment. Hence one reason why we baptize our children after they turn eight as opposed to when they are infants.
I'm not here to discuss LDS doctrine - just giving some background to bring everyone up to speed. If you don't agree with my beliefs that's fine - just keep it to yourself or mumble to your computer. I don't think I'll get any comments regarding it - as I couldn't even get comments when I was giving stuff away.
Anywho - so Caleb's essentially had a free ride right up to the other day. Now it's time to see how much he can mess up. Well - a commandment is to Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother. . . one of the things we've taught these young 'uns is: Do not point guns or any projectile thing at another person. Ever. Not even playing War. (Which makes for a really lame game - but I put my support behind the squaw on this one).
This morning as the boys were getting ready for school - Caleb wanted to play with some of his toys. We allowed it for awhile, but then it was time to get ready to catch the bus. I had told the boys to stop playing and brush teeth etc etc. . . as I was in the other room - the six year old started bawling.
"Daaaaad!! (shudder cry) (inaudible) Caalebb (shudder) shot me in the EYE!!"
Like any responsible parent I asked for details before I issued punishment. The story went like this:
(The boy had gotten this Nerf Compound Bow & Arrow set.) They were playing War - and Dylan had become a POW. Apparently not a very good one - because he had been sent to be executed. So he stood before the firing squad. Apparently Caleb was trying to be obedient and not point at his brother - but rather just to the side of his head. Let the arrow go - which they were about 16 inches away from each other - and shot his brother in the eye.
I had a talk with Caleb - and punishment was given. Justice met. So hopefully - he's all square with the Man upstairs.
But for the last few days something else has been weighing heavily upon my mind.
R rated movies.
It's semi-taboo to watch R rated movies. I say semi- because even though it has been spelled out in clear terms that members should not watch them - they do. Me included.
Now - here's the conundrum. I don't remember exactley what my first 'R' rated movie was - or how old I was when I saw one. But one of my first memories about restriced movie watching was boobies. Now this was the early 80's - even though it had been around for about 16 years I think they were still feeling out what exactly the merits were that movies were rated.
Anyway - back to my mind wrestle. . . when do we break that taboo mark with the boy? Is this something I just leave to one of his friends and their parents? Or just one of his friends wherein it will probably no doubt be something that objectifies women more than we're comfortable with? (Meaning - if the women are seen as thoughtful - intellectual - successful) Or should I take him into the wings and watch some real classics: Robocop; Terminator; Nightmare on Elm Street for example.
What? Just teach him that he shouldn't watch 'R' rated movies - and have a backbone against his friends when they invite him to watch an 'R' rated movie? . . . you mean I have to grow up with my kid??