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When you meet my oldest offspring for the first time, he will introduce himself as "The Doctor."

He'll most likely be wearing a dry-clean-only suit jacket that I accidentally ran through the washer and now has three-quarter-length cuffs. Oh, and a bow tie with blue Converses.

For that narrow margin of my demographic that watches sci-fi time travel episodic television, you've probably guessed that my son is currently obsessed with "Dr. Who," having watched all six seasons this summer via Netflix.

For those of you who aren't, well, Whovians, "Dr. Who" is a BBC television program with a protagonist called "the Doctor." The Doctor is an alien in human form who travels through time and space in a British police box (otherwise known as the TARDIS -- Time And Relevant Dimensions In Space). I know. My brain is already winded.

This dramatic shift follows years of superhero worship and a brief stint idolizing EzioAuditore da Firenze, a hooded assassin from a video game he shouldn't have been playing in the first place. So, I guess all things considered, "Dr. Who" is a welcome change.

And heaven knows, the Belyoak's doors have always been open to fictional characters. In fact, we're like a halfway house for Marvel superheroes, little ponies and time lords. So walk through our threshold and you better be prepared for heated discussions on alternate Spider-Man costumes, allusions to Princess Celestia, "Dr. Who" knock-knock jokes and any crossovers that might exist. For those who may be interested, there is, in fact, a Dr. Who/My Little Pony episode on YouTube called "Dr. Hooves." As Leah would say, "Get it?"

I have no room to judge.

When I was 6, I believed I was Wonder Woman's daughter, orphaned so that she could continue to save the universe. So I understand the allure of assuming an alternate identity. In fact, my previous work as the imaginary birth child of a fictional Amazon warrior princess enabled me to celebrate my boy's initial infatuation with Spider-Man. And I admit, I kind a miss the days when, wearing a threadbare Spider-Man costume, he would follow me down the grocery aisles. Periodically he would crouch amid the canned goods and extend his hands in web-shooting fashion. In those moments, I was simultaneously Wonder Mother and Matron Saint of Imagination.

These days I question my ability to handle either of those roles. Just the other day, I asked Mr. Charming if my little Time Lord needed a refrigerator box from which to fashion his own TARDIS or a therapy consult. It's a fine line, people. A fine line.

So we're going to sit this one out in hopes that at some point his interest in girls overrides his interest in "Dr. Who." I'm guessing that's the point at which he'll begin dressing like an 11-year-old again and stop flashing his Sonic Screwdriver at strangers. And maybe he'll even remember to wear deodorant.

Hey, if my children can be superheroes and time lords, I can afford to dream big. Right?
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