On Thursday mornings, Jack gets up before I do (for once!) because that's the day they do their "big clean" at all the schools (you're welcome, taekwondo students). Before he leaves, he kisses me goodbye. Today, when he came to kiss me goodbye, he was also singing "Daaa dana NAAA!" as if he were a super-hero.
"What are you doing?" I asked, groggily.
"I'm cleaning man!" he said dramatically, as he stood proudly, fists on his hips.
"Um, okay. Like, a super-hero?"
"Yes. I have super cleaning powers," he replied.
"Oh, good!" I said. "Then you can clean our house!"
He furrowed his brow.
"Well, I can only use my powers at work," he explained. "It's my secret identity."