mister: for the obstacle course at the birthday party, there needs to be a tree with long branches that reaches down and picks you up and tickles you.
me: what a great idea, but i don't think we could build that.
mister: we could just have a stick and a fake tree. and behind the tree, one long branch with hook fingers coming out of the stick. and behind the tree, a handle that moves up and down, so you move it down when someone's coming and then move it up to grab them into the air. that's all you would have to build.
me: i'll pass that request along to dad and let you know what he thinks.
sweetie: i want a dora and diego dancing on my cake.
me: sweetie, i can't really do movement on a cake--i can put dora and diego on it (let's hope), but they can't be moving.
sweetie: well, i really think you can make them spin.
mister: i want a darth vadar and a luke skywalker on my cake fighting with their light sabers. darth vadar needs to have a red one and luke needs to have a green one.
me: well, i can't really do movement on a cake [deja vu, anyone?]. i can do a darth vadar and luke (let's hope), but i can't have them fighting.
mister: you can just have them holding their light sabers then. oh, and you should probably put r2d2 and yoda on there too.
um, okay. is that all? you'll have to stay tuned for the end results of these birthday requests. as long as i'm playing wonder woman, maybe i'll go wash up those 5 loads of laundry waiting upstairs and whip up a chocolate dessert to eat while i'm scrapbooking all 10 years worth of pictures in my closet. or, better, yet, maybe i'll write my entire dissertation tonight and just be done with it.
with all of the demands on me, i'm glad the rest of the people in my world have figured out that i am not wonder woman. but i guess it's okay that my kids think i am capable of anything--for a few more years yet, anyway.