“You are superman,” said Leo as Rupert kissed him goodnight last night.
“She’s a princess.”
It is true that aged three your world is quite simple. Mummy and daddy are perfect, superheroes really do exist and everyone loves you. I remember I thought that my mother ran the world until I was about seven, I was astounded to find out that she didn’t. In fact it’s a shame she doesn’t because she would do a better job than those that do.
Meanwhile I am going to put on my princess dress and wait for Superman to bring me my morning cup of tea. Normally he’s too busy saving the world to do so, but today may be an exeption.
Still no news on Maddy. Every time I hold Leo I think about her and how similar in size she must be to him and how much her mother must miss her. It’s unbearable. If Rupert really were Superman he could maybe do something. You can donate money or help in other ways by going to www.findmadeleine.com
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2007