Sunday, October 7, 2007

I've got a secret

Do you want to know what it is?

If I tell you you have to promise not to tell ok?

Pinky swear?

Ok I'll tell you......................

My dad is Superman.

I swear it's true.

Or at least I thought it was as a kid.
A while back I promised to talk more about myself, my life and my parents so I'm going to try and keep that promise.

When we were little (between 3 & 6 years old) my dad used to tell us he was Superman and he would make us promise not to tell anyone. Of course we promised. He would then say he'd prove it to us by flying. He would make a big production out of it and say "Well if I'm going to fly I need my cape" and he would put a towel around his neck and hold it closed with a clothespin - I swear I'm not making this up - it's all true. Once he had his 'cape' on he would get a running start and jump over the queen sized bed in my parents bedroom. At 4 years old I was amazed as was my younger brother and my older sister K (my sister K & I are only 11 months apart).

You have to love a dad who would put a towel around his neck and jump over his bed all in an effort to have fun and make his kids clap their hands and laugh.

I don't remember when I realized that he wasn't Superman. I guess it was just one of those things that you stop believing in as you get older, like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.


I do remember years later talking to my older sister 'S' and laughing at how we believed that he was Superman. Since there is an age gap between me & my 2 oldest sisters they believed our dad was Superman first and they obvisously realized he wasn't Superman first. S said that she used to laugh to herself when we were little and we used to ask our dad to put on his cape and 'fly'.

So that's my dad, I love him and I'm grateful every day that he's my dad.