so i’m not sure if you know this, many people don’t, but i live with three super heroes.
it’s true! they go by disguised names like eleanor, samson and conrad in their day-to-day lives, but they are known around these parts as super E, super S and super C. they do a lot of brave and courageous things each day, like save their stuffed animals from burning towers or even bring the tallest glasses of ice cold water to their mother in her most parched moments of the day. ...
samson walked out of the nursery into the living room early one morning where we were all gathered and said, “wow. i was asleep for like 3 years.”
“that building is as tall as a dragon dinosaur!”
me: “hey samson!” samson: “just call me boy.”
“what my heck.”
“i’m doing hanitizer.” referring to hand sanitizer....
(i hear eleanor talking in the other room.) me: who are you talking to?
eleanor: heavenly father. i’m telling him about my balloon.
me: oh, are you saying a prayer?
eleanor: no. i’m just chit chatting with him.
eleanor walks out of her bedroom and into ours at 1AM one night, rubs her eyes, and excitedly announces, “GOOOOOD MORNINGGGGG!” with a mischievous smile....