“Daddy, I need to ask you a question that I think you might know the answer to.”
“Sure, pal. What is it?”
“Is Iron Man a good guy or a bad guy?”
“He’s a good guy.”
“Oh. I thought so, but I saw him on a magazine cover and he was on the ground, and there was another guy standing on top of him, and usually the good guy is standing on top of the bad guy. It was pretty confusing.”
[Editor's note to Whatever Higher Power Might Exist And Hold Sway Over Such Things: Please let his questions continue to be this simple for years and years to come.]








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Just found your blog while browsing…and this was really sweet. You gotta love the babies. Sometimes I just don’t want them to grow up.
Thanks, Kathy. I agree; they grow up too damn fast!