Mr. Boy gets an hour of downtime after school and snack, before I put him to his first grade homework (and usually have to get involved), and I always stay away for that period, unless he wants to talk or something. But today I happened by just as he was lifting his favorite plastic sword in the air and bellowing into the mirror "I am Theoden, King of the Mark!"
Only tonight, in our bedtime reading from The Return of the King, did we learn that while we lost Theoden in the siege of Gondor to the evil King of the Nazgul, Mr. B.’s favorite character, Aragorn, is secretly the new king of Gondor. I’ve promised him he can watch the movie triology when we’re done with the books, even though the movies are PG-13, but I’ll be secretly sorry watching the actor who played Aragorn, remembering what a whimp he is in real life. But he did play it well. Mr. B. is mostly interested in the heroics and the weaponry and longs to see some Orc blood flow. Or so he says. You never know with six-year-old boys. One minute it’s blood-n-guts and the next they’re sucking on their fingers.
I loved the big smile on his face the first time he tried on his new cub scout uniform. He gets it.
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