pic the sponge

For quite some time now, since before Pic was even talking, I've been conflicted about how much to share with her and how much to shield her from the pretty ugly stuff that can happen in this world. When I'd read aloud, from my own books, I'd silently read anything that seemed too violent. I feel that I don't want to censor anything from her, but I also don't want her to know that people can be so hurtful and hateful. I'd like her to never know the bad stuff, although I know that she'll eventually figure it out (not through first-hand experience, please, not through first-hand experience).

Anyhow, lately Pic has been on a Hercules kick. She has been watching the Disney movie and having me read the corresponding book to her. We were all watching the movie the other day and the subject of Oedipus came up. I'm not sure if he was mentioned in the movie (hmm?) or if I was just talking about him. When Cardo asked me who Oedipus was, I hesitated in answering him. Pic was right there. I wasn't sure that I wanted to tell her that the man in question had murdered his father. However, I didn't want to tell him, "I'll tell you later," so I gave him the basics of the story.

A couple of days later, in the middle of an unrelated conversation, Pic said to me, "Oedipus killed his dad and married his mom...but he didn't mean to." She's got an amazing memory. I constantly marvel at it, as my memory has never been stellar (one of the main reasons I do all of the writing I do).

She didn't dwell on the subject, but she did seem momentarily concerned. Then, she moved on to the next subject.

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I just looked up a synopsis of the story, as it's been so long since I've read the play, and I'm still not sure if old Oed had children with his mother or not.