Joshua and Andrew were given lots of toys yesterday by their Aunt Charlotte. One of the toys was an Iron Man action figure that is cooler than anything I own. Today, as Joshua was playing with some of the other new toys, he heard me playing with his Iron Man. He ran over to me and this conversation ensued...
Joshua - "Daddy, I didn't say you could play with my Iron Man."
Me - "Joshua, we need to talk."
We walked to the stairs (the place where our talks tend to take place)
Me - "Joshua, do you love Iron Man more than daddy?"
Joshua nodding - "Yes."
Obviously he was confused. I've worked with children for ten years. I'll clear it up for him.
Me - "Joshua, would you rather hug Iron Man or Daddy?"
Joshua (still nodding) "Iron Man."
Me (trying not to laugh) - "Joshua, does Iron Man put you to bed? Does Iron Man love you? Can Iron Man even give you a hug?"
Joshua giggled and hugged me. I laughed and we looked at each other. He put his hand on my head, kind of like I picture Jesus putting his hands on the heads of the children brought before him.
Joshua with his hand on my head as if he were pronouncing a blessing - "Daddy, you can play with my Iron Man tomorrow."
Meanwhile, Andrew has a new Batmoblie. Only when Andrew says Batmobile, it sounds like he is saying, "black people." Every few minutes you hear something like, "I need black people." Or, "Joshua it's not your black people."
2 comments:
I love this post Danny Bryant!
I think it must just be you, he didn't seem to have any problem sharing Iron Man with Corbin yesterday ;)
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