Hurrying to get ready this morning Hubby and I rushed through the normal routine. You know, normal morning stuff:
Shower, dress, argue with teenagers, dress little boys, argue with teenagers some more, fix breakfast, kick the teenagers out to school, find little boy's jackets and shoes...yadayada
Hubby tosses me Super Wy's jacket and I turn to him. He spins around and his eyes twinkle with magnificence.
"Thanks...gotta put my jacket on to be an assassin," he says, pausing for dramatic effect and then adds, "of eee-vil!"