As the commercials for the upcoming movie "The Avengers" reach fever pitch on TV, the superhero drama at our house continues. My son achieved his goal on Saturday by having another human call him Spiderman. I addressed him at the park by his name and was quickly corrected by a grinning little girl who said "No, his name is Spiderman!". The look on his face was priceless. He's spent much of the last week alternating between being Superman and Spiderman, with most time spent as Spiderman. He's taking credit for the webs on the front porch (note: husband, if you're reading this...please clean those. They gross me out), contorting his body into various Spiderman inspired poses. Perhaps one of the more disturbing things was his "Mary Kiss." He asked me for a Mary kiss. A Mary kiss? He then gave me a slow (closed mouth) sweet kiss while tilting his head back and forth. "You know mom, like Mary Jane kisses Spiderman." Uh-oh. My parenting choice at the moment is to completely ignore this. Perhaps the cutest moments lately have involved Superman. He informed me a few nights ago that "cristo-night couldn't take away his strings". I had to work with him for a few moments before I interpreted that "kryptonite couldn't take away his strength." Now this is just cute.
The Superman and Spiderman shirts were being washed on Sunday. This led to his dressing in all green and announcing that he's the Green Lantern. This just keeps getting better and better!
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