I am Superman

Dear Caden,

All weekend our requests for you to listen have pretty much fallen on deaf ears. You are typically a well mannered, albeit exceptionally busy, little man. We were completely stumped at the sudden shift in your behavior. Nearing my breaking point I sat you down and said, "Caden! Why aren't you listening to us? You are not being a sweet boy at all and this makes me very sad!" You stare at me innocently and give me a hug, "Momma, my name isn't Caden. I am Superman."

Love,
Mommy

I Require

Dear Caden,

You wake up and bound into our room bright eyed and bushy tailed. We get you dressed and you look at yourself in the mirror. You turn around a few times and stand looking sideways and begin shaking your head.
"Hmmm. This will not do."
"What do you mean? It's a t-shirt and shorts. There's nothing wrong with this."
"No Momma. I need a cape."
"A cape?!"
"Yeah, a cape!"
"Why do you need a cape?"
"I need a cape so I can help save Ms. Candace and Ms. Julie."
"I think they will be fine, but that is sweet. No capes are allowed at school."
"Yeah, but I require a cape."
"Require? That is such a big word for such a small boy. Do you know what it means?"
"But I am a big boy, not a small boy. And require means I really, REALLY need it."
"No capes at school Caden."
You look at me and sigh.
"Ok. But can I require a cookie for breakfast?"

Love,
Mommy

Crumbs

Dear Caden,

I begin to unbuckle you from your car seat when you hand me something to hold.
"Here Momma, hold this."
I hold out my hand, but don't see anything.
"What is it?"
"From my eye Mommy."
"Your eye boogers?"
You let out a BIG sigh.
"Nooo, it's not a booger! It's a crumb."
"An eye crumb?"
"Uh, yeah Mommy. But Don't eat them. They aren't yummy."

Don't worry Caden. I will never eat your eye crumbs. As a matter of fact, I may hold off on eating other crumbs for a bit as well.

Love,
Mommy