Last night on the way home, we stopped at the store and L ran in to get something while I sat in the car with the boys. When a car pulled in beside us, Hatchling begged me to roll down his window so he could talk to the people. That boy, much like his daddy, will talk to anyone. I decided this was a good time to talk about strangers, and why we don't talk to them. Hatchling listened for a moment, and then interrupted to say, "I think I know about strangers Mommy! There's a red stranger, and a blue stranger, and..."

"No Hatchling, those are Power Rangers, not strangers."

"Right Mommy! Power Strangers! They are our friends and they koont the bad guys. We can talk to them! Why do you think we can't talk to the Power Strangers? Silly Mommy, I know what I'm talking about!"

Right.