Luke is like the Anti-Superman. He leaps of short buildings after much cajoling and teasing.

The good news is that I made him breakfast (waffles!) this morning which makes me an awesome Mom.

I mean it’s totally cool that his normal breakfast is a pop tart that he shoves in his mouth in the car right?

Actually come to think of it, the same day I made breakfast (still waffles) he jumps off the roof of a building.

That is just too much of a coincidence for me.

Back to pop tarts it is.

I got a snocone today; that was pretty cool.

Oh, I also took a weird picture of myself in the elevator.

At least I think it’s a weird picture.

I look odd. And 12.

Also, I was odd at 12.

There are more important exciting things going on, but I am tired and quite frankly you’re not very titillating company.

Things happened today. There was a lot of sleeping.

Then grocery shopping, bunny petting, hermit crab choosing (ending in disappointment), food eating, pie eating, homework “discussing” and other unrelated things.

That said, I am too tired to form coherent sentences so I will write a post tomorrow and backdate it so it looks like I’m on top of shit.

Look at this instead: