My Son the Super Hero

So remember Monday when I blogged about BOOing?

Well my minion was spotted... and this led to the cutest story EVER.





Attempted head shot. The boy ducked.



N. (age 4) and his dad spotted the BOO minion and the conversation went something like this:



Dad: I think that was Sam.

N.: No, it was Sworder.

Dad: Are you sure? I'm pretty sure it was Sam.

N.: No, Dad. It was Sworder.



A few rounds of this and the dad decided to leave it. Because do you know who Sworder is?



How could you? He's a figment of N.'s imagination... An imaginary best friend who:



Lives in other countries.

Travels around.

Protects people, and

Does good deeds.



And apparently he looks like this:







I love the minds of 4-year-olds. And I love that he now believes he has physically seen this friend of his. Especially a friend who goes around the world doing good things.