Julian was delighted in this new bit of info, of course. He was interested in my having to go to court which will not be happening, sorry to disappoint. But, days later, Julian popped in and the following convo took place. I was amused, mostly because he had such sincerity in his tone. But then I was a little concerned because a) he's ten, and not totally clueless to how the world works. Does he really think it's a possibility I'd go to jail for this? and b) I'm not at all sure how upset he'd be if I really did have to go to jail and c) I think he might think it reasonable/excusable to break out of prison. He kept telling me to just drive to Montana to get away. So, lots of good lessons have been learned, I see.
Here we go:
JULIAN: Mom, if you do go to jail... and I'm not saying you will, but you never know...
JEN: You never know...
JULIAN: If you do, don't worry, Dad and I will bake you a cake with a saw so you can escape.
JEN: Oh, thank you. I'll look out for that.
JULIAN: Again, not that you will-- you probably won't.
JEN: --But you never know.
JULIAN: you never know.
Like, he was honestly trying to reassure me. "you probably won't... don't worry."
And that's that.