The other night the kids found me listening to Tchaikovsky's 'Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture', my favorite bit of classical music. Relia was trying to use the music to figure out what the story was doing ("now someone is running"). I told her that it had to do with 'Romeo and Juliet', not sure if she was familiar with that story or not. As it turns out, she has seen 'Gnomeo and Juliet', a loose retelling of the story using lawn ornaments. Close enough.
This morning in the car, I told her the actual story of R&J, or at least the high points. As I got to the end, she laughed and laughed and laughed. Apparently the idea of dying for love is hilarious to her. (She also worked hard to avoid the 'S-Word'. Which in her case is 'stupid'.)
As of right now, I'm glad that she thinks that letting romantic love overwhelm you is a bad idea. I wouldn't be sad if she could keep that perspective a while, especially when she's a teenager. I doubt that will happen. The drama and tragedy of R&J is well established and universal. She'll agree with that at some point.
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