Bill Belew has raised 2 bi-cultural kids, now 34 and 30. And he and his wife are now parenting a 3rd, Mia, who is 8.
My daddy says he has super powers.
He can’t leap over an ant hill much less a tall building in a single bound. He’s only stronger than a locomotive when it comes to smell. And he can get to the refrigerator faster than you might put a bullet in a gun. But that’s it.
However, he does have a couple of super powers. Not like Clint and his super powers. Daddy is different.
He can control how fast everyone will go in the lane where is car is.
Of course, anybody can make the cars behind them go slower. But daddy can make the people in front of him go slower. How’s he do that?
“Watch, Mia. When I change lanes everybody in front of me will slow down.”
Sure enough, every time he changes lanes no matter what time of day, the cars in front of him slow down.
“Watch, Mia. I can make that light turn red.”
Yup. Sure enough, it turns red.
“I can even make it turn green. It’s not easy but I can do it.”
“How do you do that, daddy?”
“All I need to do is wish really really hard that it would turn red.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Well, if you want me to stop and pick up something you dropped I will wish for it to turn red. But it won’t. It’ll turn green.
“Or if you want me to fix your iPad for you and I need to stop, it will turn green.
“If I really really need to stop for any reason, it will turn green.
“And I can’t fake it. It only turns/stays green when I really want it to be red, and red when I want it to be green.”
My daddy really does have super powers. I saw him do it.