Or just Superwoman for short.
See, there are a few things I am slowing learning as a mother. For instance, feeding your kids taco soup for dinner has morning mayhem aftermath.
I'll just let you use your imagination for that.
So, thanks to taco soup, Alayna needed a bath when she woke up. Fine, done. Savannah's off to school. Things are good.
Then the boys wake up.
Jacob too had the consequences from eating taco soup and he too needed a bath.
It's amazing how the sound of running water seems to have a magical effect on my kids. They all come running, eager to get in. Alayna too.
Joseph leaped into the bathtub first. Alayna toddles in and starts reaching for the water toys. I have Jacob laying on the rug, cleaning him up before he too jumps into the water, taco soup and all.
As I was wiping his bum, my super-mega-mommy vision caught sight of Alayna's little feet lift up off the ground as she tried to reach deep into the tub in an effort to retrieve a toy.
In a flash, my cat-like relexes kicked in as I reached out and grabbed her by the shirt and heaved her back to solid ground. But not before she managed to get a feel of the water.
It didn't even phase her. In a matter of seconds she was back at it.