move over, lynda carter

First, I saw this, which is pretty much the best thing ever.

And then I realized I had to share the superhero obsession currently taking root in our home.

I've always loved Wonder Woman.  My childhood doll was not Wonder Woman, but she had brown hair and blue eyes and a yellow top with red piping and blue pants.  So, duh.  She was *totally* Wonder Woman.  I still have her.

I have Wonder Woman in my office to help me be an Amazon lawdog.

I dressed as Wonder Woman one Halloween.  That was right around the time Durel and I started being all flirty pants with one another.  I am 100% serious when I say that the Woman Woman costume contributed to our success.

Jack is really into Batman now.  He often refers to him by his full name, "Batman, the Dark Knight."  (He also refers to himself as "Jack Attack, The First."  We are big on full names right now.

He asked me the other day, "Momma, are you Wonder Woman?"

I replied without hesitation.  "Yes."

He was unfazed because he knew that I was.  "Momma, I want to go to the store and get you some Wonder Woman clothes."  (By the store, he means Target.  Obviously.)

I replied without hesitation.  "OK."

So, I'll let you know how that goes.

I doubt they have this at Target.
If they did, I doubt I would buy it.
If I did, I doubt I would share.
If I did, I doubt I would ever leave my house again.

Hope you feel invincible today.

Talk soon,
Heather