what does your dad do?

Last week, Andrew said two of the best things ever.

I am afraid of spiders, more than a normal person should be. While we were outside playing the other day, there were two big spiders on our swing set. They were on the swing next to us (that we weren't using) but it made it so I couldn't swing anymore. I told Andrew he could keep swinging, but that I was done. He asked why, and when he found out there were spiders he said it was okay and we could slide instead. The problem is, he loves to swing. So after a couple minutes he came down with a broom and told me he would get the spiders for me. Even though it creeped me out, I let him get them. I told him thanks and that I thought he was brave. He looked at me and said "I'm your superhero, mom".

Then while we were playing at our friend's house, his friend asked him if he had a dad. Then he asked "what does your dad do?". I was so interested to hear what he'd say because I didn't think he knew that his dad works for an insurance company... But, it turns out he doesn't care about what his job is. That's not what that question meant to him. Without skipping a beat, Andrew said "well...he lets me be on his back. And I get to use his helicopter, and he plays with me. Yay, that's what he does." I literally teared up because it was such a sweet answer.