Samson the Scrivener?

Of late, young Samson has started using the term "prefer" in conversation. He has been bringing his stuffed animals into our room in the morning, asking which animal we'd "prefer."

Which, much like Bartleby, is not to say that he pays attention to our preferences. Jane clearly wanted his polar bear puppet and ended up with a little plastic Green Lantern action figure.

Speaking of which: Just before Christmas, Vicki was shopping in CostCo and got Samson a three-pack of superheros as a keep-still-and-let-me-finish-shopping bribe. It came with Batman, Aquaman [the last syllable of which Samson pronounces the way you do when someone's name is Peterman or Pittman], and Green Lantern. It's a good bribe gift. Way cooler than the clementines I promise to get him through dinner.

Sidenote: When did Green Lantern stop being a white guy? I'm not a real comic aficionado, but I think I remember enough from the Super Friends cartoons of my youth to know he wasn't always African American.

Bonus sidenote: I do know enough about comics to teach Samson that Batman is the best superhero. Why? Because he chooses to be one. No "guy from another planet" or "radioactive spider bite" or "magic ring." Just good tools and grit. So there you have it.

Also, I have no idea what Robin's deal is, but we've been watching "Scooby Doo meets Batman" a lot lately, and Robin really needs to get some pants.