For the parents:

With a six-year-old daughter we remember the heroes of the fairy tale "The Wizard of the Emerald City". She doesn’t remember the horror. We make a hint with my husband: he scares the birds in the field. The girl replies: Fuck, Fuck. We try to approach from the other side: And what did he need from the wizard? The answer is brain. We: So what was his name? My daughter is a foolish. Daughter in tears of powerlessness, we have a homeric laugh all night.

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The brainless cheats here are you, if you rush over a confused helpless child. Psychological trauma is not far away. Your child is perfectly developing, has captured the very essence of the character - a garden squirrel without a brain (in the original Scarecrow, literal translation - scared), and what there fantasied Wolf in an attempt to originalize, is a shell.
Sorry that’s not funny, it just stumbled.