Wednesday, April 29, 2015

My One Super Power


Every day we battle, literally and figuratively.

“Stop arguing with me,” I say.  Then, as he continues in protest, I declare, “I’m not going to argue with you!”

Meanwhile, he points his little finger-guns at me and “pchoo-pchoo” in my face.

“Put your fingers away,” I say and he does, but his hazel eyes are still alight with the fire of battle.

Off he runs to man a pirate ship, kill a bear and battle the household pets.  But before long, he’s back in the kitchen, a little gnat buzzing circles around my legs.    

“Me have Super Powers!” he says, his arms raised and fists folded like a boxer.  “Me a bad guy.  Me destroy you.” 

Sigh.  This is almost-four-year-old boy through and through.  He wants to “take over the world.”  He “has a plan.”  I am the only one standing in his way.

Leaning down, I scoop him up by the armpits and snuggle him in as he wiggles and giggles.

“Me have Super Powers too!” I say.

“What’s your Super Powers?” he asks, leery.

“Me have Love Power,” I reply, triumphant.  “Me have Hug 
Power.”  Then, with finality, I declare, “Love Power always wins.” 

He’s pretty sure that love is NOT a Super Power, but surrenders anyway.   

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4 comments:

  1. Oh, you're brilliant! Love is definitely a super power....just wait and let him find out.

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  2. I found my just-turned-5yr-old in my bed when I got back from the shower one morning. I asked him what he was doing. He said 'I'm soaking up your mummy powers.' They know we have powers, they just don't want to admit it, lol!

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