Poppy, who is supposed to be having her quiet time: Mommy, I was thinking about what I wanted to be for next Halloween. I thought to myself, “Wait! I’ve got it!” And I decided I want to be Sleeping Beauty.

Me: Are you sure? You were Sleeping Beauty two years ago.

P: Oh. I’ll be Cinderella. And Petey can be the prince, and you and Daddy can be just plain Mommy and Daddy.