Daddy Mojo says: Pregnant women smell good

As a dad and comic book geek I often fantasize about super powers and which one, presuming I could have only one, I would choose.  It has to be a super power and not an object that gives you certain abilities.  So doing a Green Lantern or having multiple abilities like Superman or Spider Man isn’t an option.     Though, it would be cool to be able to control the fish like Aquaman, but then I’d totally have to lay off the seafood.

Only having one ability is what makes this such a great day dream.  You can keep changing your mind and altering the ability relative as to when you need it.  Sometimes my super ability revolves around my job as dad, and other times it’s a selfish thing.  A dad (and mom) need some selfish time don’t they?

The power of flight

Really, who wouldn’t want to be able to fly?  But if you only had one super power wouldn’t the power to fly get old after a while?  Sure you can fly, but you can’t use it productively in everyday life.  You can’t pick up heavy objects or help friends move furniture.  Your only option would be to have the world’s fastest courier service.  One benefit of only being able to fly is that you’d save lots of money by avoiding airfare; but the government would find a way to impose a flying tax, just on you.

The power of heat/cold

I usually only get this super power urge when I’m in the kitchen.  The microwave pretty much gives me the power of quick heat and the home use of liquid nitrogen is just around the corner, so this power would really be a wasted wish.

The power of not having to use the bathroom

This is a super power that I made up, although Jack Bauer seemed to have it as well.  Think of how often you go to the bathroom.  Now imagine if you never had to go to the bathroom, and could still live a functional healthy life.  There would be no stopping the car during road trips, you could win lots of money in eating contests and your productivity at work would go through the ceiling.

Pregnant women have the power of smell

I remember when my wife was pregnant with Toddler Mojo.  She would enter a room and ask me if I smelled something.    To be fair, unless it’s bacon scented or an aroma that’s directly under my nose then I’m not too aware of what I smell.   The sense of smell in a pregnant woman is so finely tuned I used to make jokes that my wife could smell crime, a la, a bloodhound.  Yeah, that quip didn’t go over well with her either.

My wife has a heightened sense of smell now.  She can smell the cat litter when it’s slightly old or the bathroom when it gets just a little bit dirty because of my inability to never have to use the bathroom.