Janet saw her room looked different, more befiting a little boy's room than her's. Janet's mind told her that the child sleeping in that bed was her son, Patrick. Patrick, like his mother, had super powers. Janet smiled as she approached her son's bed. He was an adorable little boy of six years old. Patrick started to stir. "Mama?" He said, starting to wake up. "Shh, go back to sleep sweetheart." Janet said, kissing him good night as Patrick drifted back to sleep.
Janet headed to her room. She changed out of the Supergirl costume. While she wanted the powers, she could do without the costume. She would probably make one that was her own.
The next morning, Janet was busy cooking breakfast. She didn't need super hearing to hear the pitter-patter of little feet crossing the tile floor.
"Morning Mama!" Patrick said, hugging his mom from behind. "Good morning sweetie, did you have a wonderful night's sleep?" Janet asked. "Yes Mama!" Patrick chimed. "You remember what day it is?" Patrick asked. Janet thought for a moment. "What is today?" She asked, playing dumb and hoping her son would answer her. "You promised me that we could go to an exo-planet!" Patrick said excitedly as the memory came to her.
"Ah yes, we'll go after breakfast." Janet smiled as Patrick grinned with excitement. Janet was just as excited as her son, but she, by virtue of her recently gained maturity, his it better.