"Like Harry Potter."

Yesterday I was in the car with just Jonathan. We were listening to the radio. There was an announcement about the need for foster and adoptive parents in the Orlando area. It was really sad, all about how some kids don't have anyone to provide them with happy childhood memories. I was listening to it, and remembering when my parents decided to open our home to foster children. I glanced in the rearview mirror, and Jonathan's face was so concerned! I realized he had actually been listening to the whole thing, so I turned off the radio and tried to explain why some kids don't have parents to take care of them, and what a foster home is, and so on and so forth. Jonathan let me ramble on for a while, and then he said, Like Harry Potter.
I practically screamed Yes! Exactly LIKE HARRY POTTER! and smacked the steering wheel. He sort of jumped and looked at me like I was crazy. I just get so excited when he makes connections like these! He probably saw Harry Potter one time, a really long time ago. I mean, it was not exactly like Harry Potter's situation. His parents were killed by a wizard (right?) and he was forced to live with a mean aunt and uncle, who kept his real identity a secret, while the children in foster care probably lose their parents to the court system and prison. If only I had just said, you know, like Harry Potter? to begin with. I could have spared us both the talk about how some mommies and daddies do bad things so the policemen have to come and take their kids away for a little while until they can learn to do the right things.... He will probably have anxiety about this for a long time now. Like if Mommy burns her hand and said the F word, will the police come and take us away?