Super Powers

Lucas and I were on our way to Boulder to run an errand. As usual, while in the car we chatted. The radio was tuned in to KBCO ( World-Class Rock, baby!) and as soon as he heard the chords to Just Breathe, our conversation went as follows ~

*  "Mom, we should be quiet so we can hear the song. You love that Eddie guy." ( I do heart Mr. Vedder)

After a minute...

*  "Lucas, I love you. You're so special. "

*  "I love you, Momma. I'm not special though."

*  "What?! Lucas, you are SO special!"

*  "No, I'm not...I don't rescue people who are trapped in the forest. And I don't have any super powers."

*  "You are incredibly kind and thoughtful. You're great at sharing. You're hilarious. Elsa couldn't ask for a more caring brother and I couldn't ask for a more loving son. Being kind, funny, loving, and caring...those are your super powers."

*  " I am all of those things."

*  "Yes, yes you are. And more."

*  "Is being good at playing Wii tennis a super power?"

*  "If you want it to be, then absolutely!"

A brief pause...

*  "Oh, I know another super power...
I'm really cute!"