Today Caden asked us if we would (legally) change his name to Superman. It took 15 minutes to convince him that an alter ego might be necessary for now, so Caden will also work, as long as he's not wearing his Supersuit!
We walked the dogs this morning, Superman in tow when a young boy walking with his mom said, "Look there's that weird kid that's always dressed like Superman!" Grant thought it was hilarious and while I tried to laugh it off, it kind of stung...
I reminded myself that he is indeed Not Weird and thought of the recent encounters I had with a Cowboy at Target, Iron Man at HEB and a Fairy Princess at Walmart. You pick and choose your battles! For Caden it is a fun and magical part of his growth. He puts on his Supersuit (and moccasins-it's better just to not ask) as soon as we get home for the day. Caden brings me his cape, that I ceremoniously velcro to his back and he's off saving the dogs, the world and mommy.
One side note:
At breakfast Caden was actually a KungfooMasterSupermanJedi.
So here's to all you Cowboys and Princesses in shopping carts!
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