Cody the Superboy

Cody is my little man. He's my oldest at 5-almost six. Cody is Daddy's Mini-Me. If Cody could chose what to do on a perfect day it would go like this:

9:00 wake up, eat whatever he wanted watch cartoons
11:00 shoot something from behind a "fort" with a nerf gun...making lots of shooting noises
12:00 skip a real lunch...eat a bag of carrots
12:30 more cartoons while laying upside down and hanging off of the couch
1:00 take apart a broken radio in the garage. Put all of the parts into a can to use later.
2:00 It's later. Use string, the radio parts and some GI Joes to create some kind of trap in the loft that will keep out the bad guys (his sister)
4:00 Eat more carrots and then go ride his bike with the neighbors...saving the neighborhood from crime in his Spiderman costume complete with a cowboy hat, boots, a sword, two play guns, a stick and a few "perfect rocks."
7:00: (still outside) continue crime fighting
8:00: argue that he doesn't need to take a bath because he's not dirty (he's dirty)
8:15: crime fighting in the bath. Line up all of the toys and knock them off multiple times

You get the idea :) He's all boy and at the end of the day when I hug him and kiss him he becomes that sweet little boy that I fell in love with one the day that he was born.