Sunday is Funday.
I spend most of Sunday's at open mat because that is fun to me.
What's "open mat"?
It's a time when your BJJ (Brazilian Jui Jitsu) school lets everyone train but there is no lesson. Just people rolling together trying to get better at a sport they love.
When you work really hard the mats are covered in sweat. I mean covered!
Obviously, that is GROSS and it needs to be cleaned up.
Enter the cleanup crew. Or as it is less formally known the student and instructors.
I had a mop in my hand because I was in the Navy so I can out mop most people. 😜
Natalie was there too and as is the natural state of a 12-year-old girl she was being sassy.
One of the other members of the cleanup crew commented that she was past the age where she thought her parents were perfect superheroes.
I laughed for a moment before replying.
"Fuck that. I am a Superhero."
Or as close as you are going to get without any magical powers and Natalie agreed.
Side note. This is not about mommy shamming. You can be a great mom without being a secret ninja.
So sure she questions everything I say and revels in telling me I'm wrong but she doesn't question my superhero status.
And neither should you.