Choose your own adventure

Part of the nightly ritual for Samson involves me reading him three stories and then telling him one. How this ratio was arrived at I can't recall, but it's been going on like this for some time now.

For the story-telling, it's Sam's job to tell me what he wants to hear about and then I come up with a story. Lately he's into mysteries, so every night we have him and two boys from his class, Jake and Jordan, solve the mystery of the missing something or other. Lately, however, he's been getting very specific. So tonight's story involved "Samson and Jordan and Jake and the mystery of the missing demolition machine."

Also, the girls in his class needed a part. This is not surprising as his class has only 5 boys and something like 11 girls. But beyond his additional casting, the demolition machine had to be Campbell's. We know Campbell, and of all the kids in Sam's class who might have their own demolition machine, she is probably the least likely. She may be the only 3-year-old I've ever seen who wears Uggs. Regardless, the scene was set and so now it was my job to tell the story.

I'll be honest, depending on how tired I am, these stories can be pretty bad. Tonight was a good example. Whenever I'm stuck with a story I just can't figure out a way to tell (especially mysteries involving construction equipment gone missing), I bring in the Super Friends. So when the promised ride on the demolition machine at the garbage museum [site of Campbell's birthday party, natch] did not occur because the machine was missing, a signal was sent to Batman, who spotted Joker and Penguin driving the vehicle through downtown.

What's more (and there's almost always more), Samson and Jordan and Jake were able to help apprehend J & P.

I'll explain: Green Lantern, tracking them with his magic ring, alerted Batman and Robin, in the batcopter, to the villain's whereabouts. Said villains were followed to the harbor, where they boarded a cargo ship. At which point Samson, Jordan, and Jake were deputized by Aquaman to help him coordinate a whale attack on the ship, bumping it from below and into the waiting arms of Superman, who flew the ship (bad guys included) back to the garbage museum, where they apologized to Campbell and the kids, returned all the stolen swag, and then had to watch as all the party goers got their promised ride on the demolition machine and engaged in a little ship breaking.

The end.

A.A. Milne is probably spinning in his grave.