ElastiGirl’s Arms.
(I don’t need her whole bundle of superpowers. Just the arms.)
Then, when the boys start to cause trouble the second I sit down to feed Maddy, I could just shoot out my free arm, wrap it around the offending tot and pull them back to me for a time out.
Maybe then my house would stay clean for longer than ten seconds. And the boys wouldn’t have brother-inflicted bumps and scrapes all over their bodies. And I might even make it through a whole day without raising my voice - it’s so ineffective after all! (And my throat’s really starting to hurt.)
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