This morning Gert realized she left her backpack in Mom's car and refused to go to school with out it. "I don't want to put a rubber band around my papers," she declared with gravitas. So we went to break into mom's car at work and steal it.
On the way back I was chatting with her about superpowers. What superpower would you want? Why? What's good?
"Hey Dad," she said, "turn up the music."
"Why do you like this song?"
"No, I just want you to stop talking."
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