My 2-year-old son, Alonso, wears Iron Man pants, Iron Man footwear and Iron Man shirt by day. By night, he wears Iron Man pajamas. He drinks from an Iron Man cup and eats from an Iron Man plate. It's easy getting him dressed, and he's easy to spot in a crowd.
Alonso wants nothing more than a rowdy good guy/bad guy brawl that ends with a huge pile of action figures on the floor. While I'm still not thrilled about the damage that's being done to our furniture—and on the days that he decides I'm a bad guy, to my body—as long as he doesn't trip over his own feet and fall down, we will all enjoy seeing a miniature Tony Stark running around the house. Anyway, here's some music.
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