Last week I was weeding a garden box with my five year old son. He told me that he was a ninja. He could pick weeds with his eyes closed, because ninjas can see with their eyes closed.
I asked him where he learned about ninjas and he said he didn’t learn about them, he was just born that way. My son was born a ninja. #awesome
I used that information a couple of days later when I was alone with him and was doing video recordings and need complete silence. Don’t-flush-the-toilet, turn-off-the-air-conditioner, be-super-duper-quiet silence. How do you explain this to a five year old? I don’t know. But I do know how to explain it to a five year old ninja. You simply say that I need total quiet, and if he needs to walk around, he has to walk around as silent as a ninja. That totally worked.
Yesterday I changed out of my clothes after a family get-together and put on my black pajama bottoms and my black t-shirt. He was right there and asked: “Dad, is that your ninja clothes?”
Darn. My cover is busted. He knows. #bornNinja