Ciderman

After church this morning, we decided to avail ourselves of the apple cider at the church café. My nephew, just days removed from trick-or-treating, still had Spiderman on his mind. Look at his hat. For real...Spiderman was on his mind.

I think it was difficult for him to understand that we were drinking cider, not spiders. “Warm spider?” he asked. I decided not to fight it. “Yes, it’s warm spider. Please just drink it.”