My wife called me and told me to come immediately to McDonald's. She had taken the kids there for lunch and Nash climbed all the way to the top of their play area only to freeze up and decide that he did not want to go down the big slide, nor did he want to climb all the way back down. So there he sat. Alone at the top. For like twenty minutes. With no one else in the play area to help her and my wife carrying Kennedy in her arms unable to reach Nash herself, she made the desperate call to one...the only....super dad. I showed up. Rescued my son. Kissed my wife and little baby girl. Enjoyed a chicken sandwich and sweet tea. Now I am back at work under the alias of Clark Kent.