Capt{IAN} America Flies

Today you learned to swing all by yourself, without a push.
And you might as well have learned to fly.
No dinner, no stopping, all evening.
Fly, sweetheart. Fly.

Remember this post, when Spider Man went Captain America? It was the day Ian and I worked hard to transform his Spidey suit into Captain America. Well, guess what? My college roommate from back-in-the-day at U of A saw it on my blog and mailed Ian this hand-me-down Captain America suit her boys had outgrown.

picture design by Nathan -- isn't he the greatest?

And he's hardly removed it since Wednesday when it arrived. My son is in love. With Captain America. And now with my college roommate, too.

Ian to me: Your friend was pretty nice to send me this Captain America suit, wasn't she mama?
And then he said this bit of sweetness: We need to send her a princess costume to thank her."

Don't expect a princess costume anytime soon, Pam, but isn't he a gem?

Spidey goes Captain America

Ian: Mom, you need to make me a Captain America suit.
Me: You know, your Spidey suit looks a lot like Captain America's suit.
(Fortunately, the best superheroes all like red and blue)
Ian: Well, I need a belt. And a star. And a mask.
Me: You're right. Let's work on it together.

The similarities are stunning:


I must be doing something right. I've raised two superheroes: Spider-Man and Captain America, not to mention Buzz Lightyear, Luke "Star"walker, Bolt, and on and on. Wanting to hold on to these precious days forever. I don't want to miss a moment.

Still hard at work on John/Amanda shower things. Check back tomorrow for the finished products. I'm excited! Speaking of John, happy birthday, brother!