My family has a good time together. We joke and we laugh. Nine times out of ten, I am the butt of that joke, and the good time is almost always at my expense.
A few nights ago we were out to eat with the boys. As is so often the case, our topic of conversation steered toward comic books. Caleb asked the very thought provoking question of which superhero each of us was most like and who we would be.
We determined that Jacob would be Bart Allen, Kid Flash, because of his mischievous ways and quick wit.
We determined that Caleb would be Spider-man, because of his smarts and his pure heart.
We determined that Jason would be Batman, because, well, he really likes Batman.
We determined that Levi would be Jack Jack from the Incredibles, because that would be cool.
Then it was my turn. There was a lengthy silence while everyone sifted through the countless possibilities. The conversation went something like this:
Jason: Maybe Wonder Woman?
Caleb: No, she couldn't be Wonder Woman. She can't fly. At least not without crying or throwing up.
In case you missed this post, I have a slight fear of heights. Ok, a crippling fear of heights.
Me: I like Flash, and he doesn't fly! I could be Flash!
Jacob: No, that would be even worse than flying. You would crash into things and trip over things and knock people over if you had to move that fast.
In case you're unaware, I'm slightly clumsy. Ok, it's a wonder I've survived this long.
Caleb: That's true. Maybe someone with lots of protective gear. You could maybe be someone that wears a helmet and a lot of armor.
Jason: Or someone that can walk through things. Like Invisible Woman.
Caleb: No, she'd never remember whether or not she was in transparent mode, and then just run into walls.
That whole "pregnancy brain" thing is the biggest misnomer I've ever heard. It does NOT go away after pregnancy.
Jacob: Yeah, plus it probably wouldn't be safe for her to be around Johnny Storm (The Human Torch, Invisible Woman's brother). She'd probably trip and then catch her hair on fire.
They really wanted to drive that clumsy thing home, I guess.
Caleb: Maybe you should stick to someone like Martha Kent. She's safe.
In case this isn't proof enough of my endless teasing, please see below picture. This is on the ferris wheel at Elitch's two years ago. The only reason I set foot on that death trap was because I lost a bet to Caleb. It's hard to tell in the picture, but I was crying. That's Jacob pointing and laughing at me. Can you feel the love?