It’s a good thing we took two cars.
Annie Rose insisted she wanted to come with us to see the Star Wars movie. I thought I might have to leave Episode One: The Phantom Menace early, because I was concerned that four-and-a-half-year-old Annie Rose would be frightened of Darth Maul.
She and I did end up leaving early, but not due to Darth Maul.
Katie had been counting down the days until the 3D movie release. She gets her obsession with Star Wars from her daddy, a classic example of nurture over nature. (I don’t know if her birthfather cares about Star Wars, but her daddy sure does!).
On Saturday morning, we brought Katie’s good friend Charlie with us to the theater, and the kids all watched, spellbound. Thankfully, Annie Rose was silently riveted.
Until we met young Anakin Skywalker and the little boy mentioned that he and his mother were slaves.
“Slaves?” Annie Rose asked loudly. “I thought Abraham Lincoln freed all the slaves.”
“Different worlds,” I whispered. “I’ll explain later. Shhh.”
“But slavery is illegal. All men are created equal,” she persisted loudly.
The man in the seat in front of us turned around and smiled at Annie Rose, but I knew he wouldn’t be smiling for long if she didn’t stop talking.
I pulled A. Ro onto my lap and whispered in her ear, “Star Wars is a story, not actual history. Anakin is not living in the United States, and the Emancipation Proclamation does not apply to him.”
A few minutes later, Annie Rose said, “I want to go home now and watch my movie about Abraham Lincoln.” We had picked up a few educational children’s DVDs about Lincoln at the library last weekend, and Annie Rose was infatuated with them.
“We are in the middle of Star Wars,” I replied, “and I want to keep watching. We’ll watch the Lincoln DVDs later this afternoon.”
But there was no stopping her. She wanted to talk about Lincoln, and talk about Lincoln she did. People around us began to give her The Look. And then they gave me The Look.
So, Andrew, Katie and Charlie happily watched the rest of Star Wars, and I took Annie Rose home to watch the Lincoln documentaries. Again. Two different kids, two different passions.
The next day, Sunday the 12th of February, was Abraham Lincoln’s birthday. We baked cupcakes and made frosting from scratch. Annie Rose and Baby Cleo ate as much frosting as they could when they thought I wasn’t looking.
We made Lincoln’s favorite type of chicken for dinner, along with cornbread, and after dinner, Annie Rose sang several songs she had created in honor of Abraham. She also spoke about why she loved him, but she did point out that he accidentally forgot to talk about how all women are created equal, too. Love that girl!
It was a lovely weekend, filled with Katie’s passion for Star Wars, Annie Rose’s passion for Lincoln (and Cleo’s passion for cupcakes).
And here is Annie Rose, sharing some thoughts on equal rights: