Monday, June 19, 2006
In case any readers weren't aware, I have a mild interest in comic books. I know, I know, don't be too shocked. I've also commented on this blog about my success at turning my wife into a comics fan. Well, it would seem that success may be close to duplicated with my 3-year-old daughter. The Superman card you see is what she picked out for me on Father's Day.
Now, you have to understand that my wife, as a professional school teacher, turned homemaker, believes in giving our daughter choices in the areas of what she will wear for the day, what she eats for breakfast and lunch, etc. Evidently, she has entered that stage of life in which she is becoming more independent and forming her likes and dislikes. One must also understand that a three-year-old has not yet formed the ability to separate what he/she likes from what others would like. In other words, ask the child whether to get Dad a nice shirt or a big container of M & M's for Father's Day, and they will most likely choose the M & M's. Other parents out there whose children have been through this age will back me up on this, I would imagine.
So, when it came time to pick a card for Daddy, Mom gave her a choice; Superman or Finding Nemo. The child picked Superman! That's right, folks! SUPERMAN!! The programming has set in! She's going to be a comics fan!
Now, you may be thinking I'm going a little overboard, here, and that she simply surmised on her own which of the cards her old man would prefer and made her choice accordingly. To which I say, based on her age and where she should be when considering such choices, she's ahead of the game, and I still win.
So, there you have it. A proud father exclamation; my child is a future comics fan at the very least, and extraordinarily sensitive at the very most.
It's a good life.