I woke up with so much energy this morning I would have embarrassed the energizer bunny. I threw Max in the stroller and we WALKED. It felt great to get the body moving and although my original intention was to walk straight to the donut shop (because, after all the cardio would have canceled out any donuts I ate) I decided instead to circle the park. I was so proud of that accomplishment I cleaned out the playroom and donated a large box of toys to the church. Riding the emotional high of good deeds and good cardio I took Max for a long overdue haircut. Although he clung to me like a baby orangutan, he didn’t cry. I consider this a victory and even though the side is a bit uneven due to his desire to bury his head into my armpit, I’m not complaining.

I have so much momentum I’m wondering if I shouldn’t call the UN and see if I can help them with the world hunger problem, or perhaps I should contact Iran and see if I can negotiate some sort of deal over their nuclear program. I really think my super mommy powers cannot be matched.