This evening’s fun was a trip to the ice cream social at Corwin’s school. In addition to ice cream and cookies they had a guy with a bunch of strange bicycles that the children could ride around on. Corwin was very enthusiastic – he rode and rode until it was time to put the bikes away. The bicycle guy then did some stunts, one of which was to ride on a 5 foot tall unicycle while juggling flaming objects. Corwin liked that. As we rode home, Corwin felt compelled to explain just where Dad stood in the pantheon of coolness.
Corwin: Did you see him juggle the fire?”
Dad: Yes
Corwin: It was awesome. It was way awesomer than you. You can’t juggle fire.
Dad: How do you know?
Corwin: You’ve never done it. Don’t even try it because you’ll burn yourself.
Dad: Well, Dad spent his time mastering other things. Like tickling little boys.
Corwin: Uncle Evil is much bester than you. He runs fast and catches me.
That’s it, Corwin’s hit the age where everything is cooler than Dad.