I’ve written before about how my kids love the old Superman cartoons on DVD. The really old, grainy, difficult to understand ones. Yeah, those.

My little Connor — now two — loves to put on his Superman pjs, stand on the arm of the couch (yeah, yeah… safety first) and jump onto the couch while yelling “SOUP-ME MAN!”

It totally cracks me up everytime. It has yet to come out properly… it’s always “Soup-me Man.” It’s as if he’s the alter ego of this bad guy:

Remember the old Seinfeld episodes of the Soup Nazi? “No soup for you?” That’s what I think of everytime Connor shouts Soup-Me Man. He must be here to fight off the Soup Nazi so all the world can have the soup of their choice.

Yup, I’m sure he’s here to rid the world of hunger in just that way.

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