I was driving to lunch yesterday with Megan and Jack. As we drove, I flipped through the radio stations. Megan got a bit annoyed with me because I switched the station when a commercial came on. Her annoyance led me to believe that at some point, she will be an avid listener to NPR or AM talk radio. She informed me, "You know Mom, you don't have to change the channel if there isn't music. The radio commercials can be very interesting and they give you a lot of good information!"
I, of course, ignored her and changed the channel again. I settled on a song and Megan, the girl who has always been a stickler for the rules, informed me, "Uh, Mom we shouldn't be listening to this song. They say a bad word in it. In fact, I don't think they should play that song on the radio at all."
"Really?" I asked. "What is the bad word?" Megan replied, "It's the 'H' word that is the opposite of Heaven." I sighed and told her, "Megan here is the thing. You are always going to hear bad words. The key thing is to not repeat the words. And actually, that is one of the great things about living in our country. People have the right to express their opinions. It's called Freedom of Speech."
I looked back in my rearview mirror and saw Megan processing this while looking out her window. Then Jack chimed in with, "Yes, it's also called Freedom of Happiness and Freedom of Good Moms and Dads!"