Mr J: “Mum, I have superpowers but they’re broken”
Me (feigning sympathy): “oh, that’s no good. How can you get them back?”
Mr J: “I need to fix them”
Me: “How?”
Mr J: “With my tools!”
Me: “Where are your tools?”
Mr J: “In my toolbox!”
Me: “Where is your toolbox?”
Mr J: “IN MY PANTS!”
He’s 3.
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