Mom of the Year

Sunday got by us a bit so I was easily won over when the boy (very politely!) requested McD's. 
Brilliantly, I threw 'em in the bath first so that I wouldn't be too tired & lazy to after dinner.
And then I dragged them outside in the cold, with wet hair, for our trans-fats-run. 
In their PJs. 
Did the boy have shoes?  No, he did not. 
Did I?  Ha!
At least he had a jacket on.
I did remember my cell phone though

 Playing Superman.

As in, the where's the up up and AWAY part mom?
I'm hungry.

 Wet hair

 Cute Jammies!

 Polka dot butt

(Couldn't resist)