I am not really a powerful superhero. I only have modest superpower. Let’s see:
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[li]I can cook a three-course meal on a short notice and with an almost-empty fridge.[/li][li]I can deal with nasty customers without resorting to violence.[/li][li]I can carry a 20+ lb child and countless grocery bags to a 4th-floor apartment all at once.[/li][li]I make milk.[/li][li]I seem to have infinite patience to deal with a demanding 9-month old child.[/li][li]I can eat insane quantities of chocolate without breaking a sweat.[/li][/list]
But something happened last night that made me think that Mighty_Baby might also have superpowers. She sleeps in our bedroom, and after a particularly nasty day I put her to bed and crashed into mine. And I mean crashed; I didn’t even take my clothes off, or take a shower, or brush my teeth, or turned the lights off in the rest of the house or even closed the windows. I was *that *tired.
Some time at around 5:00 am the kid starts making hungry noises, a signal that she wants out of her bed, taken into hours and fed. I wake up and to my surprise she’s right next to me. She can barely crawl, let alone get out of her crib and climb into our bed. This has led me to believe that maybe she can fly. Or maybe I have another superpower which I hadn’t noticed before: I can sleepwalk. :eek: