For the past six months or so, Ben has had a fixation with firemen. He talks frequently of being a fireman "when he grows up" and "fighting fires with a hose." In fact, during our last cold spell he decided to get a head start with the help of his Halloween costume.
But then, this morning we had this conversation.
Ben: Mom, when I grow up I am going to be a good fireman.
Me: That's great Ben." I replied with sleepy enthusiasm.
Ben: And fight all the bad firemans with water
Me: Oh. Hmmm, well all firemen are good Ben, they help people.
Ben: Oh. They just fight with fire.
Me: Uhhh, yes, they fight fire. They spray it with water and put it out. And they help people when they are stuck or hurt.
Ben sits quietly for a moment, contemplating.
Ben: Okay, but they could still fight with Spiderman, right?
So... who wants to tell Ben that firemen, while indeed heroes, are not of the Super variety?
For another funny, but not nearly as appropriate, outburst from Ben, visit me at Worst Mama today.