Sunday, February 9th, 2014
3 years, 2 months.
Yesterday Mommy and I took you to Shipwrecked, your favorite indoor playground, to hang out with your best friend Sophie on such a snowy Saturday morning.
As usual, you drove around the Lightning McQueen pedal car like a grumpy old man; cutting through the paths of other happy kids.
I stood in the middle of the place, keeping an eye on you from afar.
There you were, collecting random toy “relics” in the back of your car. (Reference to The Lego Movie we saw yesterday.)
It was hilarious to me: You didn’t speak to, or even smile at, any of the other kids as you drove through their neighborhood of the playground to pick up a few random toys… like a pink toaster.
One older girl handed you a plastic banana; which you promptly accepted as if it were simply understood as business as usual.
You even swooped by the giant dollhouse to snatch the tiny potty.
And then, you visited the costume room, to pick up your rarest find: a pink poodle costume, the one Sophie wore when you were Barney the dinosaur.
I didn’t think much of it; I just figured it was part of your collection.
So it caught me off guard when you pulled up to me, stopped the car, and started putting on the pink poodle costume backwards.
All with a stoic look on your face and speaking no words.
Naturally, I didn’t want you to feel embarassed, so I helped you put on the pink poodle costume the right way.
But then I realized you were a bit too tall for it.
So you ended up wearing it like a hoodie for about 20 seconds; before you decided to take it off and start chasing down Sophie in a vintage 1970′s car chase.
(More on that in an upcoming letter.)
So, I will close by pointing out an observation that I find… pretty interesting.
You wore a pink poodle costume while also wearing a “Dad is my hero” shirt.
I would like an explanation here.
I’m sure there’s an interesting psychological explanation in there somewhere. Hmm.
How is your relationship with your father?…
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