I had th concept for this sort of story after watching both my son when he was 9 months old)and daughter (about the same age) react to me in my Ultra Woman costume.

"I guess UltraWoman isn't that great of a mom'" one of the HR women said as they entered the Daily Planet doors.

Sometimes Lois REALLY hated having special hearing. Luckily, this time Clark could also hear what was going on.

"What do you mean?" The other woman asked.

"Clark and his kids were held at gunpoint earlier today before UltraWoman arrived. It turned out UltraWoman somehow frightened the baby girl in Clark's arms something awful. You could hear her screams all the way up on the top floor!"


CLARK: No. I'm just worried I'm a jinx.
JONATHAN: A jinx?
CLARK: Yeah. Let's face it, ever since she's known me, Lois's been kidnapped, frozen, pushed off buildings, almost stabbed, poisoned, buried alive and who knows what else, and it's all because of me.
-"Contact" (You're not her jinx, you're her blessing.)