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Recently Jonathan has been calling himself Batman. Emma is usually either Robin, Catwoman, or Superman – depending on the day. But on the car ride back from preschool on Thursday, Jonathan announced, “I’m not a superhero anymore. I’m just a kid now.”
Me: “What made you not a superhero anymore?”
Jonathan: “Kisses and hugs.”
Me (wondering what exactly had happened at preschool that day!): “Who gave you kisses?”
Jonathan: “No one.”
Me: “Who gave you hugs, then?”
Jonathan: “No one.”
Me: “Oh, so how did you get kisses and hugs to make you not a superhero anymore?”
Jonathan: “Moses [his baby doll] blew a kiss downstairs into the kitchen and into my nose.” [Pause.] “And she blew a hug into my mouth. And it made me not a superhero anymore.”
Emma (sounding like she’s crying now): “I’m not a superhero anymore, either.”
Jonathan: “Yeah. Your baby kissed you too. We’re not superheroes anymore. But that’s OK. It’s good. We wanted to be kids again. Huh?”
Emma (sounding happy again now): “Yeah. We wanted to be kids again.”
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We had some pretty big things happen the weekend before last. I’ll try to quickly touch on them here… [Pictures included!]
“The Dark Knight” is a masterpiece, an exciting and epic tragedy of Shakespearean proportions that lingers in the mind long after the film fades to black.