Jennifer brought home a laser pointer from school. As we started our ride to Texas I was messing around with it in the front passenger seat of our minivan. Lucy was one seat back on the opposite side of the car. So, unlike Kathleen (who was next to Lucy, but behind me), Lucy could see me playing.
Soon Lucy asked if she could see the laser. I showed her how to turn on the laser, and sternly told her: “Don’t point this AT anyone.”
Kathleen had been watching this exchange with a look of skepticism. But, when Lucy pressed the button and started moving the little red dot around, Kathleen collapsed into as much of a fetal position as she could manage in her seat belt and started yelling. “What have you done?!?! Oh my Gosh!! Oh my Gosh!!!”
It took a few minutes to get Kathleen calmed down. It turns out that Kathleen’s only exposure to “lasers” has been through cartoons with laser guns.
She was shocked that I had just handed her 7 year old sister what amounted to a light saber in an enclosed space.
I can imagine no better way to start our family holiday!