Said I to Abigail, as I flopped down next to her on the living room sofa: “Supermama is here, to sit on the couch and be near you while you read!”

Said Abigail to me, eyebrows raised critically: “That’s not Supermama, that’s Napping Lady. She falls asleep on the couch and is not very popular with the children. We prefer Reading Mom or Playing Games Mom.”

When did she get to be old enough to call my bluff?

But in the end, it turned out to be neither Supermama nor Napping Lady sitting on the couch next to poor, longsuffering Abigail; it was actually Putting on Shoes Mama, because it was time to go to the park. And Park-Going Mama may be Abigail’s favorite superhero of all. At least for today.