The Superheroes Game

What are your powers?

The Superheroes Game

Kubla loves superheroes. We like to make up our own, each with their own special powers and back story. Kubla likes being Rabbitman. He was bitten by a radioactive rabbit. He can jump really far

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Good food, junk food, and poison

Just one drop of poison is too much

Good food, junk food, and poison

Kubla’s friend introduces him to some garbage on YouTube—Violence. Foul language. Women acting like no real person I’ve ever met. He comes home and wants to watch it again. When I realize how bad it

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The Telephone Game

Kubla and I are walking in the park. He’s starting to dawdle. He looks bored. I pretend my phone is ringing and answer it. I make like I’m listening. “Kubla, it’s that pirate calling again.

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Every other word

Share the burden, lighten the load

every other word

Kubla won’t read his primer. He can’t play video games again until he finishes two pages. “It’s too hard,” he whines. “It’s so boring!” I offer him a deal. “How about this—we’ll take turns reading

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What kind of kid never gets hurt?

Forget the pain and rejoin the fun

What kind of kid never gets hurt

Kubla chases the ball. He falls. He scrapes his knee. Tears. Kisses. A band-aid. He’s not quite ready to rejoin the action. “Kubla, do you know what kind of kids never get hurt?” He knows

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Like looking in a mirror

Do you like what you see?

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The last few days, Kubla makes a new friend on the playground. We like the parents, too. They invite our family over for dinner. They live on a 3rd floor walk-up. The kids are a

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Doctor jokes

In a scary situation, give them a little control

Doctor jokes

It’s time for Kubla’s annual check-up. He won’t go. No way are they going to stick him this time. We’ve missed our appointment by the time the tantrum subsides. I reschedule for next week. The

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How many times did you fall today?

If you aren’t falling, you aren’t trying hard enough

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Kubla is learning to ice-skate. He hobbles back from the first class with bruised knees. I give him a little hug. “What happened? Did you have fun?” “Yeah, but I fell.” “How many times?” “Three.”

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It makes me sad

When you push away the people who love you most

It makes me sad

We seem to be having a good time. Until we aren’t anymore. We’re halfway through the 3rd story book. The cuddling is over. He covers the words with his hands so I can’t read them.

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