>cue Darth Vader music<
As some of you may know, I am mother to three male children. Somehow I missed the ‘get a girl here’ line. Such is life. It’s rumored I will have AWESOME daughter in laws. I’ve met my sons, I feel bad for the girls.
Anyway, what I have found fun is noting the differences between my children, singleton vs. twin. The twins, er Clones, are hilarious.
I am only the mother to one of them, Superman.
My husband, Mr. Incredible is father to only one of them, Batman.
Junior, the oldest, is related to them both and not us.
Per Batman, his father is his cousin. (No we are not from Appalachia or Utah)
Batman was once walking in the park with PawPaw and was told not to push on the tree because it was a baby tree. He looked up and said (with a straight face and a dry dead-pan voice) “PawPaw, I don’t see any babies in this tree.”
Superman once hit Batman and when chastised said “But I did it on purpose!” To which I replied, ‘You mean on accident?” “No Mom, it was on purpose, but I might be sorry last morning.”
Recently, Batman has discovered that I exist, and it pisses Superman off. Batman will become a baby and want his mommy and need to lay on her, etc. and Superman will politely let him know that he needs to lay on his daddy, not HIS mommy. And it doesn’t seem to matter that I say I am mommy to the both of you.
I have also witnessed a riveting debate on how Superman is Batman’s sidekick, not Robin. Apparently, Batman kicked Robin to the curb and chose Superman. Meanwhile, Superman advised that he was not a sidekick to ANYONE! Seriously, this conversation went on for like 15 minutes….15 minutes!!! And when did 5 year olds learn the meaning of sidekick anyway?
So I am sure over the years there will be tons more wars. And I cannot wait to tell you all about them!
Halloween 2010 – 2 sides of the same coin