As a parent, it’s only natural to want to give your child everything they desire. I usually give in to most of David’s requests, be it a trip to the park, or a limited edition Spider-Hulk action figure which can only be purchased on eBay. And then the day comes when your child asks for something you can’t possibly give them.
Like a shrink-ray.
“What do you want to do today?” I asked David over breakfast this morning.
“I want to go to the toy store to buy a shrink-ray.”
“A shrink-ray. I’ll take it to school and I’ll shoot my friends–SIZZZZZZZZZZ–and then they’ll be tiny, tiny, tiny like babies!”
“Why do you want to shrink your friends?”
“Then I’ll be the boss at school. And Miss Teacher will say ‘David why did you shrink the friends’ and I can say ‘because I am a mean boy!'”
“And then what?”
“Baby friends will cry and have to go home. And then I don’t go to circle.”
“So, you want to shoot your friends at school with a shrink-ray so you don’t have to go to circle time?”
“Yes. Can we go to the toy store?”
“Um, not today buddy.”