super mom

Super MOM... These are very powerful words...

As a women with children I find myself battling with these equally powerful questions everyday...tights or no tights...do capes really make it easier to fly...what brand of milk should i buy...and where did Linda Carter get those amazing gold bracelets...
The thought of being able to round up naughty children with the help of a magical lasso is mind boggling...it takes me away to a place if only for a moment where mothers are caught between a two beer limit and a world of dreams... where toys place themselves back perfectly in order smallest to largest on the shelves of children... where the elusive words yes, thank you, and please magically appear within their daily conversations...and the power of spot removal from clothes and carpets alike with only the wave of a wand (does super mom have a wand?)to assist you brings on a euphoric feeling lost along ago with one's extra supply of energy and common sense which has been sucked out of one's body during child birth...

Out of all the arch enemies Super MOM must battle with in her day... there is one so powerful, so dreaded, so misunderstood...that it takes her complete arsenal of Super Mom's skills and cape wearing abilities to maneuver through the trenches and explosions of this mayhem called...BEDTIME.

The nightly ritual of bathing each child (with soap)... the delicate extraction of shampoo from the top of the little head... cup after cup of perfectly tempered water poured precisely over said little head... so as not to enter the child's eyes, this being the same child who moments earlier was showing off under water swimming tricks to you in the back yard while you cooked in the hot sun ... this (of course) all having been accomplished without soaking the floor...

Following the wet foot prints down the hall, bath towel in hand on a retrieval mission...leading the towel wrapped child back towards the bathroom for the nightly all too painful brushing of the teeth...

As all super moms are keenly aware... only a fruity flavored character toothpaste may accomplish this task...toothbrush in hand we hum through a rendition of the ABC's...spit and somehow miraculously miss the freakin sink...(again)

It is now time for lights out and the multiple tucking ins of the child to the child's bed...a story, water and the oh so popular "are their monsters under my bed"...a sweet kiss on the head and happy dreams whispered from the oh so triumphed Super Mom...
Super Mom has done it once again! (da da DAHHHH!)...bringing justice to all and clean underwear to the family...

Stay tune for the next chapter of...Super Mom