We continue to be a family of three corporeal beings and one highly mutable imaginary friend, Black Hand. He's been busy lately, which lets us flesh out the Black Hand Files even more.
1. Black Hand has a bit of Merlin-the-sorcerer problem, in that he is getting younger all the time. Although he used to be a man in his 20s more often than not, Black Hand has spent the last week ping-ponging between age five and babyhood.
2. Black Hand cries a lot as a baby. You would too if your preschool aged companion/creator had arbitrarily taken away all of your awesome abilities (teleportation, levitation, legal drinking age in most civilized nations) and started talking about how you couldn't use words anymore.
3. We've learned about Black Hand's family, and he is evidently being raised by a clan that took the writing of Robert Heinlein very seriously. Black Hand apparently has two daddies and two mommies. The dads are named Lewis and Cindy, and the moms are named Linda and Lola.
(Of course a man named Cindy was destined to enter a group marriage and parenting arrangement for an entity that ages up and down 60 months over the course of an afternoon.)
(Also, I am dying to talk to Lewis, Cindy, Linda and Lola, because I am vastly curious to find out if having twice as many parents means half the work, or if the time you spend coordinating parental duties with three other people offsets any benefits to having more people in the pool.)
Black Hand also has two brothers named Elsa and Anna. Yes. Brothers.
4. Black Hand apparently attends a megachurch, but he has strong feelings about modern liturgical music, mostly of the "I don't understand it and I refuse to sing it" variety. I have friends who are known to roll their eyes at the mere mention of Marty Haugen's name, and now I desperately want them to sit down with Black Hand for a gripe session.
5. My daughter has expanded her repertoire of imaginary friends: There is Ida, a teenager who is learning how to write her own name but loves helping Trixie read books, and there are two children named Kerry and Simon. Apparently Black Hand has not met Ida, but he is none too thrilled that Kerry and Simon are on the scene. He has taken to blaming toy-strewn messes on Kerry and Simon, and Trix has laughingly told him that he can't do that because imaginary friends aren't real.
6. My daughter is careful to distinguish between her imaginary friends Kerry and Simon versus Black Hand, whom she maintains is not imaginary. I am beginning to feel as if I am living in a Shirley Jackson short story.
7. Black Hand is really disappointed that we didn't make it to Costco in time for samples, and he rejects your kielbasa bargain meal as insufficient. He could have had Aidell's chicken and apple sausage! Followed by a yogurt drink! And veggie sticks!
I am enjoying this recent incarnation of Black Hand. His needs and wants are very simple as a small child. I don't know if he'd go back to being a kick-punching, teleporting, red-haired adult if given the chance.