Posted by: Emily Schmutz Garcia | June 21, 2012


Wednesday evening 7 pm: Leaving the apartment with husband and baby to get a few last minute items before our trip to Texas the next morning. Just as we round the first block of apartments we enter a heartwarming scene – neighborhood kids playing soccer. They were passing the ball back and forth-it brought a smile to my face until… one kid gets passed the ball perfectly for a great shot – directly at my baby. Before the kid has a chance to breathe I yell, “PAUSE!” Everyone froze. After a moment, the kid , bless his cotton socks, said, “right, I knew that.” We walked through and I said, “thank you.” The players unfroze. What I really wanted to do was dance some sort of wicked-awesome-victory-dance while chanting, “Shazaam! Bazinga! And Heck Yeah Baby! Who’s your Mommy? That’s right-She’s Freakin’ SuperMom!” In reality, I just beamed and told David that yes, I was indeed SuperMom.


  1. Yes! You ARE SuperMom!
    I love you all!

  2. Working with the scouts has paid off! 😉

  3. Welcome to the vast club of SuperMoms. It is proof of God’s love that he created Mommies fierce to protect their babes. “The female of the species is more deadly than the male!” R. Kipling

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