Look at Moi, LOOK AT MOI!

If the day didn't start off badly enough with a 3am invasion by Boy 1 after a nightmare, it rapidly deteriorated with a 5am rat dash. Yes - you read that right: a stinking rat in my bedroom! So, off I run to grab crazy cat 1 (crazy cat 2 is a little toothless, though only young. Ah, the joys of bad teeth and genetic inbreeding). So, cat is in bedroom hunting, searching, pretending to be a big scary predator. I am wide awake after four hours of sleep (not too bad in the scheme of things, though I do have to work today), figure, hey, I'll take advantage of this early rising to do some bloggity blog stuff and what greets me?

Two of my favourites shamelessly hussling for votes in the latest Blog This challenge! Well, I think, if it's good enough for Kellyansapansa and Moragg then it's good enough for me. Having won this with my first ever foray into the comp I constantly yearn to again feel that euphoric adrenalin burst of winning, though knowing I do not have the numbers of some of the entrants daunts me somewhat.

So I am throwing this out to the laps of the blog Gods: if you wish to read my entry, or happened to miss it it is HERE, to go read the list and find the links to the other entrants (after all it is not a true competition unless you have read the others) and or vote then it is here. Poll is on the right hand side of the page, and please note - you can only vote ONCE!

I am not going to shamelessly grovel or beg, or offer gratuitous bribery or incentives. You make like mine, you may prefer another. But anyone can vote, so please do. Great way to find some new blogs for your list too. Oh, and the cutesy puppy dog eyes, mere coincidence...

But he DID vote for my blog...

I will add, was pretty damn happy to see I already had a couple of votes. I confess it is a recurring nightmare that I go check the list, and am the only one to have a big fat zero. Bit like the dream where you go to your kids' school in only your knickers and thongs. Oh, you don't have that one? Ah, okay then, moving on. I don't either. No really, just wanted to put you at ease. Honest. Oh, just bloody well go vote would you!

My new super-power or How Mummy Saved The World!

Blog This: Challenge 31

Imagine this, you wake up tomorrow and you have a new superpower.

What would you like it to be? How would it change your life?

Will it be moving at the speed of light?

Reading peoples' minds?

X-ray vision?

The first hint of my developing super power was revealed without pomp or ceremony in a letter from a seven year old boy.

You always save me from falling. Now, I can see you all pondering madly and hear the brain cogs sorting through the possibilities. "Can she fly", you ask yourself, "or is it the ability to be omnipresent whenever her child stumbles?" Endless ideas and scenarios are popping up, aren't they? Something like this, maybe?

Child clumsily tripping on cliff edge, screams as he falls arms flailing, Super Mum zooming through the air to heroically sweep her little man into her arms and off to safety, or maybe an icecream...  

Ah, no. But more on that later. I'll just give you a small word of warning, these powers just might not be what you expect them to be.

I bet you didn't know super powers lie within all of us. Yes - every single person in the world has them, most just don't realise it yet. These little powers can be lying quietly dormant, waiting patiently to spring forth when needed. They vary from individual to individual, and to be honest there are quite a few people out there that openly choose to ignore the power. They would rather go about life in a closed world, secure in ignorance, content to play it safe. And for them the need to use the powers just never seems to arise.

So... Do you want to know the simplest way to see them? Seriously, do you? Okay, I'll tell you just in case you haven't already worked it out for yourself.

Bend down slowly until you are eye to eye with your child. That's it... real close, nose to nose. See the reflection in their pupils? Look closely now. See?

Yeah, that's you. Your child's own personal super hero, who will nurture, love and support them. Fight to the death to protect them. And save them from falling.

As for my own little unveiler, when asked what those little words meant his reply granted me super strengths I had never even dreamt of:

"Mummy, you save me from falling sad, from falling mad, from falling down."

I walked away, ten foot tall, able to leap tall buildings, lift mountains and slay dragons without raising a drop of sweat. His own personal Super Mum.

And so that's my super power. My son's steadfast belief in me. A truly exceptional power unequalled in superdom.

This is my Blog This entry. Voting starts Friday 12th Feb. One vote per ISP. Go, see the other entries, read, comment and vote for your favourite.
Anyone can vote.