Monday, August 25, 2008

Superheroes


Logan *is* Spiderman
Maybe you didn't know this, but superheroes are a big deal around this house. There always seems to be some sort of conversation revolving around them and what they can do. Aside from the usual favorites like Batman, Ironman, Superman, and even Wonder Woman, the boys are constantly making up new guys with really unique powers, not unlike "Mystery Men." Logan has invented such heroes as Robot Field, Grasshopper Man, and Brick Guy (he hits really, really hard!). Sometimes, the inventions are a little more situational. Like, if they're eating popsicles, one of them will be Popsicle Guy who ... eats popsicles.

As mom, I generally get to be the superhero "Master" and that's how they address me. "Master, can we eat this cereal?" "Master, I'm here to save you!" "Master, will you snuggle with me?" They get these super-intense looks, complete with furrowed brows, puffed out chests, and swaggering walks. Superheroism is very serious business, even while snuggling.

Chris makes a pretty good villain. I'm usually the victim, crippled with tickling blows to the thighs. The boys rush in, ferocity in their eyes, determined to save me. The end result is usually a giggling mass of bodies, all trying to escape the somehow everywhere-at-once tickling hands of Chris.

Recently, Ed told Logan that he was named after Wolverine, which is partially true. Logan has grabbed a hold of that teensy tidbit of info and made it a part of him. He is convinced his last name is Wolverine, and he'll have words with anyone who says differently. Beyond that, he remembers his life before Logan as Wolverine. He starts conversations with, "When I was Wolverine...." Last I heard, he lived in Mexico in those days. Somehow he drove to Utah about the time he was to be born and transformed himself into the Logan you know and love today. There were some blips of time when he was a baby when he would disappear, be Wolverine for whatever Wolverine was needed for, and then go back to baby Logan before I knew he was missing. It's all very complicated.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Handsomeness

The other day, as I dropped the kids off at school, Logan said to me, "I'm handsome, aren't I?" I looked at him and said, "Absolutely." His walk took on a confident strut, and he mentioned something about how all the kids are going to love how handsome he is.

My heart smiled. One of my greatest desires (probably the same as most parents) is that my boys grow up confident in who they are, no matter who they end up being. I think, I hope, they're on their way.