I went on a last-minute, surprise, whirlwind trip to California over the weekend and I am absolutely drained physically and emotionally. The trip was booked 12 hours before my flight left Buffalo and it enabled me to attend my little bro’s wedding. I experienced immense joy, mixed with tons of anxiety, which I’ll get to in my next post. For now, since I am too tired to write anything of true substance, I’m sharing a conversation I had with my 4 yr old son this morning. He keeps me on my toes.
Me: B, when Inspector Gadget is over it’s school time.
B: Do you know who I am? (Beau is wearing his Thor costume, and holding his hammer)
Me: You’re Thor.
B: Yes, and Gods don’t have school-time. They play the Wii.
Me: Well, young Gods need school so they can have a sharp mind as well as physical strength when they grow up and take on the life of a superhero!
B: Momma, Thor is already grown up. So that means I’m smart, strong and a superhero. (he pauses and then gives me a wry smile that a 4 yr old should not be capable of making) And I’m a super powerful Demi-God.
Me: (totally impressed) 1 point B, 0 points me. OK, what game do you want to play?
B: Star Wars. It’s light saber time.
Me: Jedis need school.
B: Momma, I’m Thor. Remember?
Me: Just saying…
*I know he won this one. We’re going to ditch school today and play Wii. Any kid who can enter a battle of wits with someone 6 times his age and win, can ditch a day of school in my opinion.*