This morning, I had the boys working in the garden with me while I harvested potatoes. They were snipping ripe stalks of volunteer oats that had grown up among them, thanks to the chicken-litter-fertilizer I had used this spring.

Suddenly, with no precursor, Jabin pipes up, "If I were a superhero, my name would be 'Genius Jabin'."

Chuckling, I asked him why.

"Because I'm so genius," he replied.

Completely logical. And with phonetic alliteration, if there is such a thing. Why did I even ask?