I met Wonder Woman yesterday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She’s two feet tall, wears a red cape and boots (for to kick butt<\/i>. Her words).<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And a big crown and a blue lasso of truth. Because blue is her favorite color and boys can suck it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stood in front of the libary counter, hands on hips sizing me up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do you know who I am?<\/i>
<\/i>Indeed I do.<\/i>
<\/i>Stares some more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You are not a woman to be messed with. <\/i>
<\/i>She relaxed a bit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I heard they even made a movie about you. <\/i>
<\/i>Dropped her hands and smiled and ran away in search of her mom somewhere in the libary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When mom finally came to the counter, Wonder Woman in tow, she confessed that her little WW has been talking about nothing but WW the movie for a couple of months. They were on their way to catch a matinee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know it’s PG-13, but I guess I am just that kind of mom.<\/i>
<\/i>I smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don’t know what that means.<\/i>
<\/i>It means she’s an awesome mom! <\/i>Our volunteer Patti, who had been silently watching piped in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The look on Wonder Woman’s face told me Patti nailed it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They walked out, Wonder Woman wrangling her blue lasso out the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There goes my hero, <\/i>I thought to myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ugh, that is such a shit song<\/i>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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