My oldest son was doing his share of the pre-dinner tidy with a cardboard box over his head, calling himself Captain Destiny. He was also needling a younger brother and I said, "You have to stop being a pain in the butt."
"Captain Destiny is never a pain in the butt!" he boomed from inside his box.
"You're being a pain in the butt right now."
"Captain Destiny thinks you must be mistaken," he answered politely.
And you know, there are all kinds of ways a kid could make that rejoinder, many of them defiant or mouthy or disrespectful. But that boy knows exactly how to crack me up. Instead of telling him to get that box off his head right now, I burst out laughing.
He came in here where I am nursing the baby and said, "Captain Destiny Junior! You are needed to fight evil!" "Mmph," she said, still nursing.
"Busy?" he said, and went off to team up with a brother. Evildoers, beware.
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