Sempi is really into superheroes and police. The other day I was walking him to school and he tells me,
Sempi: Appa, can I tell you a secret?
Sempi (whispers): My secret identity is (redacted).
Me: Wow, really? Why didn’t you tell me sooner, I could have used your powers to crush the boxes in the recycling bins.
Sempi: You can’t tell anyone. Well, maybe just amma, but no one else.
Me: What about Vian?
Sempi: He’s too young, he might tell someone. Maybe when he grows up you can tell him.
Me: Do you think when he grows up he’ll also get superpowers?
Sempi: Yeah. Even you have superpowers appa. You can be police.
Sempi: Yeah, you can be police who stays indoors and we’ll contact you for instructions when we’re fighting bad guys. You know, since you’re good with computers.
*sniff* My son thinks I’m good with computers. It is the highest compliment I’ve received in my life.