Maybe his wish is to meet Iron Man. Hmmmm... Of course, I'd come along to supervise.
Downey and the kid.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Too Old
I've been trying to teach Simon that he's two years old for a while. Sometimes I wonder how much he learns, but most of the time I chalk it up for he's too busy for my rules, man. Ain't got time to be my trained pony. Anyway, it's starting to kind of sink in. Except if I ask him how old he is, he says "Too old!" I think he's leaving out the "years". He knows he's going to be three very soon. But he only gets two candles on his cake for some reason. And I'm going to be 3 on my next birthday. Daddy will also be too old.
Make A Wish
Tomorrow Make A Wish comes to meet Simon. I'm excited for him. I'm not sure what to expect, though. I know my dream is for him to meet these guys:
And ride in this:
I know they're not Tom Cruise or Brangelina, or whoever the kids are into now, but still, I figure mostly these kids of wishes are for the bald-headed, got-3-months-to-live type kids, which he ain't. I figure three-year-old former cancer patients with excellent prognoses are more in the "Hope your wish is a night a Chuck E. Cheese, kid!" realm. Still, a mama can and will dream.
I know they're not Tom Cruise or Brangelina, or whoever the kids are into now, but still, I figure mostly these kids of wishes are for the bald-headed, got-3-months-to-live type kids, which he ain't. I figure three-year-old former cancer patients with excellent prognoses are more in the "Hope your wish is a night a Chuck E. Cheese, kid!" realm. Still, a mama can and will dream.
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