I want my mommy!

That's what I was saying for 2 or 3 days at the beginning of last week.

"I want my Mommy!" Stressed out and unable to move, I was wallowing in a dirty house with bored kids.

Enter Wonder Woman:



She did a whole lot of dishes.



She dug a few trenches to make sure our basement didn't flood.



It still flooded, but then she spent 2 days pumping all the water out of the basement.



She played with all these guys:



But mostly kept this guy from getting too bored:



And this guy from getting too naughty:



She chaperoned this guy's birthday trip to the movies with several squirrley friends.



She kept the fat jokes to a minimum. Well, not really, but she did have some really funny ones.



She fed us and watered us,



And kept us all very happy. She also helped take my mind off stressful things and let me do a little of this:



I had a wonderful time and she saved my bacon more than once by doing things I couldn't do for my own family. I hope she had a good time, but I'm pretty sure she's glad to get out of the Connecticut weather.

Thanks Aunt Leslie. We love you to pieces!

(Oh, and thanks to her sidekick, SuperNana, who watched all the Woolf cubs for a week so we could borrow their mom.)