Genius

Apparently yesterday required "supergloves." Maren explained their purpose thusly: "If you wear supergloves, you can go into fire. The fire was everywhere in our house. But it's pretend fire." It's probably a good sign that our little fire is the subject of happy, imaginative play and not nightmares!

A short time later Maren wandered into the kitchen shaking her head and muttering, "Is somebody being a genius?" Not sure whether it was meant as an expression of faith in the god-like abilities of parents or she's gotten the hang of sarcasm.