"Daddy, can we watch the Spiderman DVD?"
"Sure, little girl. Let’s watch Spiderman." I get up and pop the DVD into the player and press play.
"Daddy, why is Peter Parker running after the bus?"
"Because he is late for school and he missed his bus. So he is chasing it to try to catch it."
"Oh"
"Daddy, is that man bad?" pointing at the Norman Osbourne character pre Green Goblin.
"Well, no, not exactly. He has a company like your mommy and daddy,
and he is having problems. He decided to try to test his special
strength formula on himself. It didn’t work right and now he is a bad
guy."
"Oh, how come he’s talking to himself?"
"He has a split personality. He has the Green Goblin inside himself and it is making him be bad. He is crazy."
"He’s not really a bad guy?"
"Not really. He’s sick and needs to see a doctor."
"Oh," she said, satisfied that she had exhausted the topic and
quickly moved onto another. "Daddy, why did that spider bite Peter
Parker?"
"He was hungry. That’s what gave Peter Parker his powers. The spider
was a special spider. It’s just make believe, Olaia, but in the movie
that little spider has special powers and gives special spider powers
to Peter Parker."
"Cool," Olaia said, eyes opening wide.
"Daddy, Peter Parker is climbing up the wall. That’s neat. I wish I was Spiderman."
Chuckle.
"And Daddy, he can jump really really high and shoot those things out of his hands."
"Webs, Olaia," I say.
"Webs, yeah. And swing. He swinged into the sign, didn’t he, Daddy.
"Yeah, hehe."
"Daddy, you can make popcorn now."
Hehe, don’t you just love that little girl. It’s like having my very
own PowerPuff Girl. And it went on and on and on. She loves
Spiderman… a girl after my own heart.