Surfing the Inner N8

Last night Carolyn and I took three little kids to see Alice in Wonderland at Salisbury University, and afterward we went to Dairy Queen.

When we left Dairy Queen I was carrying this three-year-old boy on my shoulders.  When we got near the car, he tried as hard as he could to jump off my shoulders.  It startled me and I asked what he was doing.  “Jumping on top of the car,” he said, “like Spider-Man.”  (He’s really, really into Spider-Man.  He even asked me to call him “Spidey.”)

Carolyn knelt down to his level to have a serious talk with him.  “You’re not actually Spider-Man,” she told him gravely.

Just as seriously, and even defiantly, he looked right at her and said, “Oh yes I am!!!”