I’m not obsessed with superheroes. I’m not. I just spent my entire youth thinking about/reading about/pretending to be/playing with them.
Well, not them clearly, but little models made out to look like them. Superheroes don’t play; they act! In a way it was a relief when Star Wars came along as my obsession tilted slightly towards Jedis. I could reasonably argue that they weren’t superheroes at all……….. Because they were real…….
I’ve often considered what my Superhero power would be and had many an internal argument about the suitability of various strengths, but now as a loving and caring father of three I’ve started to wonder where my kids would fit into the whole Marvel/DC Universe.
Harry, at 4, should be more difficult to place. Daredevil is a decent fit. DD is a blind crime-fighter who depends on his senses to defeat evil and confound his enemies. Problem is that Harry’s no fighter of evil; in fact having put him to bed regularly for the last six months I would say he’s a positive fan of it. Ok, perhaps ‘evil’ is too
Still, the issue of vision is a valid point. Before you all back-blog that it’s really sad that Harry has vision problems I have to tell you here that he doesn’t. At least not in the usual sense. He can sift through our dvd collection well enough until he finds Ratatouille , hidden at the back in the hope that he’ll pick a shorter film. He can spot a muffin at thirty yards and his eyesight is like a sniper’s when he suspects that Caitlin has done something that deserves a good telling off. (‘Daddy, daddy, daddy, Caitlin stuck her tongue out at the telly,’ etc etc)
And yet ask him to pick up a book, that he’s standing over, on the floor, in the middle of an otherwise empty living room and suddenly his eyesight falters.
‘Where?’ he asks, looking at the ceiling.
‘There. There, by your foot.’
He’ll turn 180 degrees, pick up his foot and look at it.
‘There. Turn around.’
So he turns around. 360 degrees. So that he’s facing the same way.
‘Behind you. On the floor. By your foot.’
At which point he will sometimes look directly at the book. Hesitate. Then…
‘There! The book! By your foot!’
He’ll frown, look at the book.
And that’s when I pick it up myself and put it on a shelf.
To be fair his other senses aren’t that great either, even though he takes great pride in digitally clearing his olfactory organs minute by minute throughout the day.
All the same Caitlin is relatively straightforward. Catwoman. Caitlin loves a cat, will often search out a cat just so that she can talk about them, will pore over books just for the sight of a cat and, I think, will often see cats where there are none. All of which sort of puts her in the frame for ‘Odd-Sitting-In-Park-Talking-To-Herself-Feeding-The-Pigeons-Woman’ if only she didn’t have many of the other characteristics too.
She is so sweet, so lovely, so helpful, so utterly determined to be a good girl for her old folks and then suddenly…she discovers the irresistible lure of the dark side. To be fair, she’s still sweet and lovely it’s just that now she tends to smile sweetly and shriek, in a lovely way, ‘Nooooooo!!!!’ when we ask her do something. She always gives us a little smile to show that she understands it’s all a game; she just needs us to understand it’s a game that she wants to win.
Of course, I’m their dad and to me they’re all ‘super’ and I wouldn’t want them any other way. Yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah.
But if anyone does have an irradiated spider, let me know.......
Dave Fouracre aka "Dave the Dad" is a regular feature writer & blogger for TheBabyWebsite and is Dad to two sons and a daughter!