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Sunday, July 10, 2005Super Hero'sI mentioned to my Husband that my girls have started pretending to be super hero's. He looked disappointed that he had missed something cute that they did, so he determined that next time, he would play it with them. Little did I know what that would entail. For our game, I would tie a blanket around their necks and they would then run around the house pretending to fly. When my husband initiated the game this morning, he chose to be much more elaborate. He tied a blanket around his own shoulders and swore in the kids. He made them promise that they would be a nice super hero, promise to chase away bad guys, and help squirrels and other animals who are in trouble. They promptly vowed to do all that he said and they were dubbed super hero's. For the next half hour, the three super hero's could be seen running all over the house singing an anthem that reminded me of Superman, and chasing evil stuffed animals who wanted to stomp on toes and eat all the fruit snacks. These were particularly evil creatures! At one point, they needed to "dance" away the bad guy... Kids always seem to have more energy than parents. Long before the girls were ready to stop, my husband about collapsed from fatigue. He tried to tell them that super hero's also need to rest between savings, but they would have nothing to do with resting. My daughter kept telling him that she heard shouts for help coming from her bedroom and she couldn't possibly save them without the daddy super hero. After a hearty promise that the game could begin again later, and allowing the crayons and stickers to come out, my husband escaped to catch his breath. Until next time super hero's!
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