Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Superman!

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's . . . Me, John Michael.

If I put both of my arms out I can fly. That's the advantage of being so little. It doesn't take as much effort as it would if I was bigger. Mommy thinks I look just like Superman. See daddy you should have named me Clark, just like Superman. You know that's what my girlfriend called me before she left me. My kryptonite is my lungs though. I can't fly very far hooked up to this darn ventilator. These tubes only let me get so far. Hopefully after my next dose of steroids I can go wireless.

I take that back. My kryptonite is this darn frog. Every time I get up and ready to fly they put this dang frog on top of me!

1 comment:

  1. Dear Regina,
    I just found out that you became a Mommy. Congratulations to you and your husband.
    I am thinking of your adorable little boy, and will keep him in my prayers.
    Ellen Baker (Janice's Mom )

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