it's super mom

It's a bird. It's a plane. Nope, sorry, it's just Mom2Amara.

A friend of Amara's had a birthday party this morning. It was for a little boy turning five. He's a sport buff. But the "oooohs" and "aaaahs" seemed to get louder whenever the birthday boy opened a Transformer/Superman/Spiderman-esque type present.

The boys seemed to be so enthralled by the superheroes.

If only all kids could be that intrigued by their own mothers.

So it got me thinking. What kind of super powers would I want if I were a superhero?

Honestly? I don't know enough about superheroes to even start to guess. See thru doors? Fly? Walk on water. Oh wait, that's Jesus not Batman.

So I asked DadAmara.
Mom2Amara: If I could have a super power, what should I have?
Dad2Amara: Eyes in the back of your head.
Mom2Amara: What?
Dad2Amara: Don't all moms have eyes in the back of their heads?
Mom2Amara: I don't want that. That means I'd be able to clearly see just how large my ass is.
Dad2Amara just rolled his eyes and went back to his TV show. Some support system.

How about you? What super power would you have?

today's good: I was so excited because I think I'm finally a part of the group. You know, the mommy clique. Sad for a grown woman to care but the elitist organization motherhood can sometimes be really saddens me. OK it just seriously bums me out. I have many excuses for not making more moms friends and having a large number of single, childless friends. But today, it was nice to talk to other women who *understood*.
today's bad: Amara hit meltdown -- twice today. How the heck am I going to take her to Disney World?!?!