I honestly don't even know if he grasps the difference between fantasy and reality right now. Any time we call for Dominic we get "My name's not Dominic, it's Superman"
Dad gives him missions all evening, like "Go save those dirty socks into the hamper" or "That sippy cup needs to be saved into Leo's hands." D love it.
Last night when he took off his mask, I hardly recognized him. He seriously wears this stuff all. day. long.
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