Walks and Wax

This morning, Cameron and I took a walk together.  We were chatting about the merits of the Harry Potter series versus the Percy Jackson series which led us to talk about the book of Greek myths that Cameron has been reading which led us to discuss the Matisse paper cuttings, Icarus and  The Fall of Icarus.  If you aren't familiar with the myth, Daedelus makes wings of feathers set in wax so that he and his son, Icarus, can escape from Crete.  Daedelus warns Icarus not to fly too close to the sun but Icarus, consumed with the excitement of flight and wanting to see what the gods see, flies higher and higher.  Predictably, the wax melts and Icarus plunges to his death.  "What do you think the moral of that myth is?" asked Cameron.

"Hmmm," I said.  "Maybe it's about knowing your limits?  Or . . . " I thought.

"Maybe the moral is, 'Never trust your son,'" said Cameron!