When I was little I used to tie blankets or towels around my neck and suddenly I was a superhero. A cape, no matter it's real identity, makes you a superhero. Or a vampire. But that's beside the point.
My 4 year old niece, Anna, whom I babysit regularly, has also discovered the joy of capes. Yesterday she asked me to tie a blanket around her neck, and suddenly she was Super-Anna. Her 2 year old brother, Mattie, wasn't about to be left out. He too found a cape. Morgan watched his cousins dash around the house in superhero attire and was entertained, so I got another blanket for Morgan. He thought it was great.
It looked like so much fun, being a superhero and all, that I too donned a cape. Morgan seemed to think that Super-Mommy was super cool. It was a fun time.
Morgan has brought me his blanket a couple times since then so he could fly again. He's a super-cutie.
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