If There's Any Doubt She's Mine

My daughter Sarah just walked into my office, told me that I'm a supervillain, announced that she was here to stop me, namely by cutting my head off. Then she asked: "Want to know what my super power is?"

I said, sure.

"I shoot eyeballs. Not candy eyeballs. Real eyeballs, that pop out of my head. Then I grow new ones."

I was stunned. Not because my daughter is thinking about decapitation on Holy Saturday, but because shooting eyeballs is a seriously cool idea. Wish I'd thought of it.