
One early morning when the kid woke up.
The Kid: Mommy, can toys move?
Me: No. That’s just in Toy Story.
The Kid: Even superman toys?
Me: It’s still a toy.
The Kid: [looked warily at the life-like superman figure standing beside the bed] Can you keep superman already? I don’t want to see him anymore.
Me: OK.


The hazards of having life-like figure toys. Goodbye Superman.