{"id":1170,"date":"2011-04-18T11:47:41","date_gmt":"2011-04-18T16:47:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1170"},"modified":"2011-04-18T11:47:41","modified_gmt":"2011-04-18T16:47:41","slug":"red-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2011\/04\/18\/red-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Red Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Daddy,&#8221; my six-year old said, &#8220;Who&#8217;s Roxanne?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Huh?&#8221; I asked. I was making breakfast, doing my morning routine on autopilot. I had no idea who Roxanne was.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Roxanne,&#8221; he repeated. &#8220;Why doesn&#8217;t she have to put on the red lights?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Yikes. That&#8217;s the problem with autopilot. It often comes with singing. In this case, the song had been Roxanne by the Police (and reprised in Moulin Rouge), not a song that is easily explained to a 6-year old.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s just a silly\u00a0song,&#8221; I said, putting down the cereal box.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What is the red light?&#8221; he asked.<\/p>\n<p>I poured milk on the cereal. &#8220;It doesn&#8217;t mean anything,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But why doesn&#8217;t she have to put it on?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t know,&#8221; I said, desperate to get out of the conversation. &#8220;Maybe she does. Now come get your breakfast.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But-&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Eat,&#8221; I said. &#8220;I&#8217;ll go get your brother.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Boy, do I hope he forgets that conversation! &#8220;Maybe she does?&#8221; What on earth was I thinking?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is one of those conversations that I wish I could have back. Unfortunately, all I can do now is hope that everyone involved forgets. Well, that and try to stop singing in the mornings.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1170","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-iS","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1170","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1170"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1170\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1170"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1170"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1170"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}