Xander fell in love with The Iron Giant about two months ago. The first time he saw it, the three of us sat on the couch and watched it together. Xander was mesmerized the entire time, and he has been in love with robots ever since.
He imagines them everywhere. If there is an electronic device he doesn’t understand and has never seen before, it’s a robot. If we’re driving past some industrial buildings, he see robots. For a few weeks, until he caught on to the correct word, he called his elongated shadow a robot.
I felt he needed something on his walls to reflect his new phase, so I’ve started work on a poster. I’m getting tired so I don’t want to go any farther – I always end up scrapping it the next day if I work too late – but I’m posting the beginning.
I wonder if robots.txt files will be obsolete by the time he is old enough to understand the joke.
