I opened Pandora's box. I bought one set of early reader Justice League books at Costco and Ethan's world is forever changed. Superheroes have entered our home, and I have a feeling they'll never leave.
I found this drawing he left out on his new desk (for kindergarten next MONTH!).
It looked random until I looked closer.
That was an illustration of Superman spelled phonetically.
It's the only kind of book he wants to read.
Which Daddy doesn't mind.
Every task we want done, we just need to invoke a hero. Shoes on fast like Flash! Carry in groceries with the strength of Superman!
His fellow superhero admirer, Mr. Kevin, documented his daughter Lucy's epic battle against Ethan's strength.
(Note Ethan's wardrobe choice. Knowing the science museum had the Tug of War machine, he insisted he had to wear his "muscle shirt" for optimal strength. As Chris later taught me, apparently real men follow the "sun's out, gun's out" rule!)
With victory under his belt, he could resume disrupting tornados with his superhero breath.
Parents with more experience, how long does this last?
