Superhero

Down the street lives a boy a little older than Edith, and a couple of weeks ago his mom offered Atticus a container filled with superheros, along with a few Gotham City buildings. He was thrilled.

Each superhero is about as tall as a finger, and there are plenty to go around. A couple of Batmans, a couple of Wonder Women, and so many more. I don't even know who most of them are. They've been a go-to toy since they entered our house.

Atticus doesn't really know much about Batman, but he knows how he wants to play with him and the other superheroes. Absolutely no one is a bad guy. Everyone is nice to each other and says things like, "You're my friend." They hold hands and play ring around the rosie. The other day Batman and a dragon figurine were making snow angels on the rug.

I wonder about the length of this phase, but I'm enjoying it while it lasts!