The Scene: Jet running around the living room, trying to expel some energy on this muggy, rainy day, when he trips over a toy, face panting on the floor. A moment passes as he sits up..then he begins to wail. I go to him and sit him on the couch. I discover that his nose is bleeding everywhere. I'm trying not to alarm him even though I am a little distressed. I smiled, grabbed a tissue and started to clean up his face.
Me: "Look how hard you hit! Do you think you broke the floor?"
Jet: His eyes got wide. "Blood!"
Me: "It's okay, it happens. I don't think you're hurt bad."
Jet: He develops and angry look that would have been terrifying on an grown man...but on him it comes off adorable. "I spilled my blood!"
Me: What else could I do but stare? "Just a little bit."
Jet:His look has tuned to something akin to dismay. "...but I'm the worlds strongest!"
I laughed. That is pretty much a line out of Dragon Ball Z and a few Godzilla movies. His anger passed, the bleeding stopped and he went back to doing his thing.
So, given what we know about my child, what is the chance that he is a time displaced war lord?
Me: "Look how hard you hit! Do you think you broke the floor?"
Jet: His eyes got wide. "Blood!"
Me: "It's okay, it happens. I don't think you're hurt bad."
Jet: He develops and angry look that would have been terrifying on an grown man...but on him it comes off adorable. "I spilled my blood!"
Me: What else could I do but stare? "Just a little bit."
Jet:His look has tuned to something akin to dismay. "...but I'm the worlds strongest!"
I laughed. That is pretty much a line out of Dragon Ball Z and a few Godzilla movies. His anger passed, the bleeding stopped and he went back to doing his thing.
So, given what we know about my child, what is the chance that he is a time displaced war lord?