Noah told me tonight, "I have super-powers!"
"Oh really?" I replied. "Where did you get them?"
"At the store. It was a SUPER store!" He shot back. I don't remember buying them. He must have tossed them in the cart when we weren't looking. So far, his super-powers seem to be limited to playing Speed Racer--his new favorite past time--and giving me Super-High Fives. This entails sticking his arm inside his long-sleeved shirt and swinging his sleeve at my hand. He's got a big imagination and I love watching him use it.
"Oh really?" I replied. "Where did you get them?"
"At the store. It was a SUPER store!" He shot back. I don't remember buying them. He must have tossed them in the cart when we weren't looking. So far, his super-powers seem to be limited to playing Speed Racer--his new favorite past time--and giving me Super-High Fives. This entails sticking his arm inside his long-sleeved shirt and swinging his sleeve at my hand. He's got a big imagination and I love watching him use it.
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