Once upon a time there was a sweet baby girl who growled, a lot. When she was 15 months old her uncle thought it would be funny to teach her to say, "I'm Batman." Steven was right it is pretty funny. See for yourself.
Aliya did this all the time for a few months and it made us laugh everytime. It never gets old. It was funny enough and persistant enough that when Jon's mom saw this shirt at the thrift store it jumped in her cart and had to be given to Aliya. Though by that time her frequency of saying this had slowed down quite a bit.
When I took Kylie out shopping for Christmas she was dead set on getting Aliya a create-your-own book and a batman doll. Joann had the book, but after a stop at Target, Toys R Us, and FYE in the mall I was ready to give up on the Batman Doll idea. The last store we browsed in had some heavy metal music playing and I saw this as an opportunity to teach Kylie about how music can impact the way we feel. I pulled her off to the side in the mall hallway and explained that the music we had just heard wasn't something Heavenly Father would want us to listen to and that it gave me a yucky feeling. I am pretty sure that what she heard was me doing my best impression of Charlie Brown's teacher "Wha wha wa wa..."
Kylie then perked up and said something along the lines of, "Oh Mom, you just gave me a good idea. We can say a prayer and ask Heavenly Father to help us find Aliya a Batman doll." I admit I was skeptical as to how such a prayer would be answered, but I kept that all to myself. I told her that was a great idea and that she could do that. So there in the busy mall hallway she offered a simple and sincere prayer that we could find a Batman doll for Aliya. We stood up and headed back to the car, because honestly I was out of ideas. While walking past Spencer's Gifts (a store I usually avoid due to the fact it gets sketchier the deeper you go in.) I spotted a Superman towel and figured it was worth a shot. We went in and asked the first employee I found if they had a Batman doll. He apologized that all they had was an old school blue and grey one. I was thrilled, thank you for answered prayers! Truth be told I never thought Spencer's Gifts would be the answer to my child's prayer, but it was and Aliya LOVES her Batman doll.
Again the salience of Batman lead to more and more gravelly, "I'm Batman!"s from my sweet little girl. Never gets old! Now that I am thinking about it if you have any videos of her saying I'm Batman can you send them my way? Ann, I'm thinking of you.
Now her love of all things Batman seems pretty much solidified. It should come as no surprise that when I asked her what kind of cake she wanted for her birthday she answered with Batman. So with the combined powers of youtube and Pintrest I learned how to make this white cake with strawberry jam filling and a lemon butter cream frosting. As well as taking my first stab at marshmallow fondant.
Kaelyn looked at her with a raised eyebrow and suggested, "Don't you think you should get her a Batman blanket?"
"Oh that is a great idea!"Alyssa was quick to agree. As is evidenced by the picture below, it was a GREAT idea!
In the end it was a very Happy Batman Birthday.
Aliya at two is a delight. I can't imagine life without her, and am so glad that she is a part of our little family.