I noticed Isaac playing with the only other little boy in the class, both being quite animated in their actions.
After Isaac got in the car, had ransacked the remnants of his lunchbox (why does school make one soooo hungry?), and had proudly displayed his prize for earning ten good behavior stickers; I mentioned how he and the other boy had been playing on the playground and how I was happy to see them playing together.
Isaac then informed me that he and this other child (who is a really nice kid) were having to "fight the girls."
Then a very long tale of how boys must fight off girls because they are knights and girls are superhero princesses ensued. It was a very long tale, with many details I did not quite understand nor really care to hear again.
I then told Isaac that I was a girl so that must make me a superhero princess (and really, who would not want to be both superhero and princess?) and such hybrids (ok, I didn't use the term "hybrid") must be pretty cool.
Without giving so much as a brief pause, he replied, "You're not a girl. You're Mommy."
Currently that same three year old boy is resisting taking a nap. He has appeared at my side no less than five times, stating he has to go to the bathroom or he can't find a certain animal or the planets are not in the correct alignment for napping this fine afternoon. I have found him rearranging the books in his bookshelf and also attempting to make the bed while he lays in it, all in hope of holding off sleep.
Why do kids fight naps somedays? Do you know how much I would pay my own mother if she came over and insisted I laid down for an hour and 1/2?