The other day I took a detour from my usual route to class and happened to walk past the childcare center at my college. As I walked down the hall, a man and (presumably) his son walked out the door. The boy could not have been more than four. The man was saying, “The Doctor Seuss (mumblemumble)? Is that what you’re calling it?” My ears perked up.
“Nnoooo, the Doctor WHO scarf”, the boy emphatically corrects the man.
I beam with pride, delight, surprise and suppress the urge to high-five this little kid.
“Oh, ok, here you go” the man says and begins to wrap a scarf (albeit not the Doctor Who scarf) around the boy’s neck. He says something about it being “really long, huh?”
By this time I am approaching and am about to pass them. I decide I must weigh in on this conversation. “It is an awesome scarf, isn’t it?”
The kid looks at me in the way little kids gape at strangers. The man, however, picks up my sympathies towards the scarf and gives a hearty laugh while saying, “Yes, yes!” I grin down at the kid as I walk past and wish that I had time to discuss the finer details of the scarf with him. I’m sure his opinions would have matched mine.
All in all I am pleased that the Doctor Who fan base reaches four-year-old American boys.
That's gonna be my kid one days. *beams with anticipation*
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