My night with Batman

The next time I'm feeling bad about not being a good enough mom for R, remind me to go back to this post. Because if this doesn't show much I love this boy, nothing will. No one except him could get me to dress up like this and then document it for tens of people to see! ;-)

Last night was A's weekly night out, which means it's Mommy-R night. When R came home from school, he was talking non-stop about superheroes, and Batman and Superman in particular. Now, he knows NOTHING about Batman and Superman except what he's learned from his friends, which isn't a whole lot, and I told him once weeks ago that Batman lives in Gotham City. (Which he told me about 100 times last night in the cutest voice, accenting every syllable very distinctly: "Bat-man lives in Goth-am Ci-Ty!") And, man, I wish I had a recording of how he says Batman. It sounds a bit English - more like Bat-mahn. Hysterically cute.

Anyway, last night, he asked if we could play superheroes. At first, he wanted to be Batman and me to be Superman, but when I told him that Superman lives in Metropolis, he dumped the Superman idea. Apparently Metropolis isn't cool. So, we were both Batman.

He asked me to tie his blanket around him as a cape, then I had to use my blanket as a cape for me. And, he found helmets for us: a fire helmet for him and a Curious George party hat for me.

Then, we swooped around the house looking for people and animals to rescue. When we swooped in on our cat Harley, the What-the? look on Harley's face almost made me fall on the floor with laughter. (The cat paid me back today by yuking on the living room rug.) I told R about the Bat signal, and then the Bat signal kept appearing on the ceiling every 5 seconds for us to go and do battle with another evildoer: a blue sweater, the vacuum (aha! R finally gets his revenge on the one major thing he was afraid of as a toddler!), a rubber duckie, and a pair of shoes.

We put each evildoer in the living room chair, pressed a button, and poof! - the evildoer became good (and then was deposited into a pile with the other now good-doers).

I nearly had to wrestle R to get him to take off the cape and hat before climbing into bed. He did inform me that Batman has to get lots of rest so that he can have the energy to rescue people, but then he was unwilling to follow this advice for at least another hour.

I had SO much fun. I love that this boy can get me to be absolutely silly and crazy. We experimented with taking photos of ourselves by hand and then by timer. The timer didn't work out so great, but what the hey. When I laid down with R to get him to go to sleep, I didn't wake up until 11:30 and since I was barely conscious at that point, I just stayed there all night. So, all A knew about our evening was the evidence he found on the camera, which I left for him on the coffee table.

R in his Batman attire:


The fiercesome twosome (evildoers beware!):


Did you know that Batman was Swedish? :-)


This one is from this morning. I just love the peering over the sunglasses look. Also, you may notice that he is eating giant chunks of Parmesan cheese directly out of our cheese grater. The boy has good taste.


I hope you have a chance to have this much silliness and fun today!