Over the Top

We had been doing homeschool for hours.  I was tired, and nearly sleeping at the table as Denver decorated his yogurt with chocolate chips in the shape of a Batman symbol.

Then he said thoughtfully, "You've succeeded in life.  You're a Judge.  A Triathlete.  A Mom."  He reached over and touched my hand.  "The hair color may be too much, though."

I broke out in hysterical laughter.