In the Car, On the Way to School, Yesterday Morning

N: Mommy, I blew Superman!
TC: Uh...
N: I blew Superman, OK, Mommy?
TC: Uh...
N: I blue Superman, you green Batman. Petend. OK, Mommy?
TC: Phew.

(Interestingly, when I tried to send this exact note to my birth-month list yesterday, it never made it through. Perhaps that should have been a sign from the gods that funny stories about three-year-olds blowing superheroes aren't actually all that funny. But I, clearly, refuse to acknowledge the gods. I am a bad-humor rebel.)