My Baby Is Crazy

As I was setting out breakfast this morning, my son comes flying down the stairs in his underwear with his blanket around his neck, yelling about saving the world with the superpowers he was given last night, when he should have been sleeping. I guess he was abducted by aliens this time, at least it wasn't the mole people again.



"The president called for you this morning" I say, "you have a very important mission for today at Billy's"
"I do?!" He replied excitedly, "What is it? Is it dangerous? Should get my armour and sword?"

"I'm not sure, he just asked that you make it to Billy's by one, it sounded top secret. You'll have to walk there though, I have to work today, you can tell me all about it at suppertime" I informed him

Being the ever determined little superhero he was, Maddox ran upstairs just as fast as he came down to go and get ready for the big day ahead of him, and out the door he went.Throughout the day I couldn't help but wonder what wonderful stories he would come up with about his important mission.



Work passed very quickly, not that I do much anyway, and I soon found myself on my way home, surprisingly excited to hear from Maddox. As expected, I didn't find him at home, it's harder for superheors to make it home for supper, so I would have to walk over to Billy's to get him, at least this way I could hear his story without having to try and listen around the spagetti.



Sure enough once I got him out of the house, his mouth was running like a motor, and he insisted we take the path he took to get here, so he could explain in detail. First stop was the doghouse, where I was not so formally introduced to Rex, the hound dog, who wanted to give me a hug, with big, muddy paws. Now, even though we live right next door, Maddox decided to go all the way around the block, jumping over Mr. Johnstons fence, climbing up his tree, and walking across his fence. Walking all over and through the neighbours yards is only the half of it, however. He also insists on going all the way though the trees to make sure I see all the birds and squirrels he saw on his way over. I guess his world travels made him forget all about that 'special mission' I had mentioned to him earlyer today, but I have no doubt that whatever happened at Billy's will be what he tells me for a bedtime story tonight.