A boy in Leo's class stepped on his arm and wouldn't apologize. We discussed it on the way home and ended up talking about bad boys. I didn't want him to think this boy was bad and thought maybe the kid was just angry or frustrated. I also thought it might be a good time to explain the gray space of good and bad. So I said, "Who is a bad boy?, thinking he would complain about this kid. Instead, he said,"There's no bad boys in the world".
We were explaining to Leo that he shouldn't squeeze Paul's neck because it could kill him.
Leo spoke into his (Leo's toy) cellphone, "Hello? This is the fire dept. Someone died just by squeezing someone's neck! Please come right away."