A Lion By Any Other Name…

You never know how a conversation between Max and Daddy will go.  For this reason, I usually just sit back and listen.  This time was no different.  In the car, after the trip that resulted in the acquisition of the Ironman mask, this is the conversation:

Max: “When I am a lion for Halloween, do you know what my name will be, Daddy?”

Daddy:  “No, what?”

Max:  “When I’m a lion, my name will be Ironman!”

Daddy (unphased):  “So, if you had an Ironman costume, would your name be Simba?”

Max:  “No, Daddy.  That would be silly.”

Of course it would.


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