Super Speed

Two days ago when I was driving back home after picking up my kids from daycare Abel told me that his boots give him super speed.  When he and his friends ran during outside time he ran faster than all of his friends and his teachers did not like it.  So he has to get rid of his boots.

Abel

A little bit about Abel and shoes: he chews them up.  The way his shoes end up, you would think we had a dog.  Or at the very least that he spends several hours a day scraping them on a rough wall.  Even though this story was absolutely, well you know, I still had the Ha! Yeah right thought in my head.

In case you don't know what I'm talking about

I told him he just has to learn to control it (his super speed).  And he excitedly replied "Like Frozen!?"  I had no idea what super-speed-inducing boots had to do with Frozen.  He followed up , "Yeah, like Elsa has to control her powers!"  Um, sure, like Elsa.

The next day I decided to walk to the daycare instead of taking the minivan. This was a bold move on my part because I was already running late and my kids are the slowest, most reluctant walkers ever. Cue super speed. Abel noticed that he was wearing his boots again and started running.  "You see? I told you they give me super speed" and of course Dina followed Abel's example and ran ahead. Yay.

Dina, many, many bad hair days

But then Abel slowed down and said he needed to get hydrated. I guess it's ok that he doesn't know how to write his last name seeing how he knows words like hydrated and horticulture.  Of course, this is just a tangent.