God has called my son to be Superman...

Below is yet another funny conversation between me and my eight year old son, Bryce.

Bryce: Hey Mom, I don’t want to freak you out, but something weird just happened.
Mom: What is it?
Bryce: (takes a deep breath) Okay, so I picked up the toothpaste to put it on my toothbrush, put it down and, then just stared at it for two minutes. Then I picked it up again and the toothpaste was warm!
Mom: Okay...
Bryce: Mom, do you think it’s possible that I might have...laser eyes?
Mom: Laser eyes? (I mean seriously, where does he get this stuff from?)
Bryce: Yeah, I mean I pick it up, put it down, and then stare at it for a long time then the toothpaste is warm. That’s weird.
Mom: Maybe it was already warm and you didn’t notice it till the second time you picked it up.
Bryce: Oh no, it was cold the first time.
Mom: Well, maybe it got warm from you handling it.
Bryce: No Mom, it got warm from me staring at it. Do you think I have laser eyes?
Mom: I doubt it. But that is pretty weird. Only Superman has laser eyes and he’s not a real person.
Bryce: (He’s quiet for a second then has an “Aha” moment) Maybe God is finally answering my prayer and making me into a superhero!

Maybe, son. Maybe.