With Apologies For The Non-Posting

Y'know, sometimes it's hard to imagine I contributed anything to the boys' gene pool. I'm not suggesting any kind of shenanigans, it's just that they're good looking, intelligent, seemingly athletic kids, and I'm like ... half of one of those.

Then there are times that my influence, intentional or otherwise, is undeniable. Take, for example, what happened just the other night. Michael runs into the family room wearing his underwear and the mask that came with the Robin costume he got for Halloween. "I'm Super Naked!" Connor runs in right behind him, wearing just his underwear and the Batman cape and cowl from his Halloween costume. "I'm Bat Naked!"

Apparently, Super Naked has the power to make other people naked. Bat Naked still just pretty much throws imaginary batarangs (nakedarangs?), with their now standard "nyow-nyow-nyow bang!" sound effects added in. Also, one of them (I don't recall which at the moment) was wearing his Superman Returns chones, and I found myself kind of not-so-excited about a big picture of Brandon Routh on my kid's butt.

Anyway, I can't believe it never occurred to me to ask my power-granting friend Citrus-Man to give me the power to make other people naked. I'm sure he'd have had NO problems with that one. Right, pal?