Two nights ago in the kitchen while making dinner:
Me: Grayson now thinks he can throw flames from his fingers. In addition to the "sharp claws."
Me: I love his superpowers.
Husband: Can I throw this out? (holding something lumpy in a Tupperware containter.)
Me: What would your superpower be?
Husband: I'm pitching it.
Me: Yeah. I don't know either. It's a big decision.
Husband: How about this one? (holding up a pear sliced in half also in a Tupperware container.)
Me: I'd probably just waste mine and opt for super cleaning powers or something dumb.
Husband: I know. That's what Ziplocs are for.
Seriously, we should just email each other from now on.