Super Mom
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Carter was racing around the living room, assigning superpowers to Archie, me, the dog- anything that caught his eye. I tried to jump in, calling out, “I have superstrength!”
Carter looked at me appraisingly and said, “OK, but you don’t have the power of speed or that of a great mind.”
sigh.
by Amy Makice
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Carter was racing around the living room, assigning superpowers to Archie, me, the dog- anything that caught his eye. I tried to jump in, calling out, “I have superstrength!”
Carter looked at me appraisingly and said, “OK, but you don’t have the power of speed or that of a great mind.”
sigh.