
This is what I came home to today. Kasie had called to warn me that her son pulled the file cabinet down on himself (what you're looking at is a file cabinet with it's drawers opened on its front). She heard a loud crash and went out to find him pinned underneath. We were happy he hadn't been crushed to death. That sucker is not light. I wondered how he had escaped without breaking something and then the next thing I saw was my revelation.

(Cue the superman theme song) Yes, it was superboy! Born from two superhero parents- a father whose strength and speed and superhandsomeness are legendary throughout the village of Brigham City; and a mom whose powers are primarily blogging based- it made sense that the boy would have the ability to not only destroy anything he touches with blinding speed, but also be impervious to the ill effects- such as being crushed or cleaning up after his super-messes. Yes, it has all become clear to me. Now, how to slow down his super-destructiveness....hmmm...
Side note: The second picture was taken just after I lifted the file cabinet back up off the ground.
Side note 2: Earlier in the day to save her son, Kasie had a burst of supermom strength to lift that thing off him just long enough so he could wriggle out.