No one can ever compare.

Today when I got home I could hear air whooshing out of my tire. I had just unloaded both kids and didn't think it could make it to Walmart to get it fixed. I saw there was a nail in the tire and wiggled it a bit and it seemed to slow down the air rushing out. I called B to let him know that he'd have the fun task of changing the tire when he got home.

K was very interested in what B was doing outside. She would go watch and check on him and saw the car get raised up high. She asked me 8000 questions. Finally she said "Dada is Superman. He made our car go high, high, high to the sky and fixed it so we can go to school." When he came in she said 'Oh thank you Dada for fixing Mama's car.'



It is going to take some really special guy to steal her heart away from her Dada and live up to his 'Superman' status.