The story is connected with the infatuation of our little son, the main character of adventure cartoons about Spider-Man, the very Spiderman that I now held in my hands. Maksimka was just crazy about him then.
"He's the best!" - enthusiastically told us with her husband Maxim after seeing the next series about his brave superhero. "The bravest, cleverest ... Sly. Yes! Sly! Can not only walk on the ground, but also climb walls and ceiling ...
- Fairy tales it all! - Arkady sneered ironically. "Remember, lad: no Batman and Spidermen exist, but there are brave lads from special forces. Here they are just able to climb on the roofs and walls. And the city's rescuers and firefighters are also engaged in this.
And they do it completely unselfishly, whereas Spiderman of yours was purposely invented to earn more money on him. Clear?
- It is not true! Maksimka snorted. - Spiderman was not invented, he is in fact!
- That's naive! Laughed the husband. "I tell you, they lie all these stories!" Bullshit and nonsense in lean oil ... Maksimka puffed even harder. His elastic cheeks were covered with an angry blush, his ears were also red. Realizing that this may end in tears, I pounced on my husband:
"Arkasha, are not you ashamed to tease your child ?!" Enough! You might think that you yourself were born at once such clever and judicious.
"Maybe not right away, but I never believed in such nonsense." Clear?
"That's right," I laughed. - Because during our childhood with you they showed other cartoons, for example, about Winnie the Pooh or the Bremen musicians. By the way, there animals not only talked, but even sang and tricks showed.
So you did not resent it, did you?
"Why should I resent this?" - Arkady snorted. - Animals are born artists. Any donkey with a good training this can represent that the audience jaw fall off!
- Really? Class! So maybe he really can even sing ?! I inquired sarcastically.
- To sing - no, - the husband agreed, - in any case, the donkey is a real being, and Spider-Man is a fiction, and Maksimka must understand this.
"He will grow up - he will understand," I did not give up, "but now leave your son alone." Let him believe in miracles as a child.
- And what am I? I'm nothing! - Arkasha shrugged his shoulders. "Let him believe, if he wants to." A week later, Maxim had a toothache, but the son refused to go to the dentist. No persuasion helped, had to go on bribery.
"Maxushenka, if you treat a sick tooth, I'll buy you a spayderman," I promised my son oathfully.
- Honest, Mom ?! - Tanned my son. - Then, it's OK. You can even tear this tooth out. I'm not afraid!
The next day my son and I went to the polyclinic. Sitting in the dental chair, Maxim busily asked the doctor:
"Will you do anesthesia?"
"I will not," the young doctor smiled. "I do not have to take this tooth out, I'll just seal it."
"Now lead me rather to buy Spiderman," Maksimka angrily ordered as soon as we left the dentist's office. - Otherwise, I will not agree to treat the teeth of this ... dentist any more.
- By the way, Spiderman can tolerate any pain, so if you want to be like him, do not complain! - I resolutely took my son by the hand and led him to the exit from the polyclinic. - Okay, there's no time for me to argue with you, we still need to have time to buy your Spider-Man!
In the store, I suddenly felt like a child, although this is not surprising: such an abundance of beautiful toys of any person will delight. Grabbing her son by the hand, he pulled him into the department, where they sold cars, but he rested.
"Well, where are you going, Mom?" Spiderman is in a completely different department!
- Maxim, but the car is better! - I tried to convince the stubborn.
- By the way, you can buy a whole circuit. We will play with the whole family.
"I do not want the whole family!" I want Spiderman! You promised me!
- Okay, do not make hysterics! - I waved it off. - In the end, what a difference to me! And both of you will quickly get bored too ...
The whole evening my son was busy with his new toy, I hardly talked to him for dinner. Pensively chewing a cutlet, Maksimka suddenly shouted: "You must make a bar in my room." I will pump up my muscles. Arkashy and I exchanged glances: this is already something new! Muscles. Ha!
"And I need a dumbbell and an expander," our only heir continued to say with his mouth full. "Buy it?"
"Do not you need to buy a mask ?!" Arkady asked sarcastically. - Climbing equipment, a grid that will replace the web. No?! Speak, do not be shy, "the husband looked pointedly at me. "Mamula's kind, she'll buy it!"
"Do you want to quarrel?" I put my hands on my hips. - All right, come on! I just do not know which of the two of us will be more affected. Personally, I can do without your help, but you ... "I held out my hand, pretending that I was going to take away his half-eaten dinner.
- And what am I? I'm nothing! Arkady grabbed the plate, frightened. - Are you kidding, Nadeushka, do not you understand?
"I'm already joking with you!" - I angrily ran my hand over my throat. Having finished supper, we with Arkash washed the dishes and lay down in front of the TV. But the film could not be watched, because in a couple of minutes a terrible roar was heard in his son's room. They rushed headlong into the nursery and saw a picture of the pogrom: in the middle of the room there was a ragged cabinet, about a meter away, lying on the floor, lay Max. Rushed to her son, picked him up off the floor.
"Son, dear one!" You are alive?
"It's okay," Maksimka muttered, rubbing his big bump on his forehead. - Even it was great. You know, Mom, - the eyes of the little son glittered enthusiastically - at first I climbed the wall like Spiderman, and then ... flew ... True! - It's clear how Batman! - Arkasha scoffed. - It's a pity, the cabinet is low, did not have time to enjoy the joy of flying!
I glared at her husband angrily . The child almost got himself killed, but he scoffs! Catching my sight, my husband blatantly spread his hands: - And what am I? I'm nothing! Let's have fun! The very next day, Arkasha bought a horizontal bar and a Swedish wall and attached them to the wall in his son's room with his own hands. In vain I tried! A couple of months later my son had a new idol.
- Shevchenko is the best! - choking with delight, he declared. - Any defender will bypass.
I stared at Arkasha in perplexity.
- Well? What do we do?
- Like what? We will buy a ball for the child. Let him train on health. Rejoice, Nadiaha: this time his idol is a real person. So, all the way!