My youngest boy looooooooves super heroes. Not a day goes by where he is not Spiderman or Batman or someone of that ilk. We have an impressive collection of junk, I mean toys, too to further this love.
The other day I asked him to wake up his much older sisters, but to do it nicely and gently so they wouldn’t be grumpy for me. I said, “Give them a kiss and tell them you love them.”
I soon heard laughing from upstairs. “Good sign,” I thought.
However, it appears my loving 3 year old has a different definition of waking someone up “nicely and gently.” Apparently he went up to his sisters and loudly announced,
WAKE UP, YOU FIENDS!