Claire has always had a very active imagination. I spend very little, if any, time helping her find things to do. She's usually off in her own imaginary world with her stuffed animals and imaginary friends. For the past month or so (maybe inspired by a viewing of the movie The Incredibles) she has been wearing her cape around the house a good deal of the time. So much that I forget sometimes that she's wearing it when we leave to run errands. I usually remember to send the kids to the potty first, and sometimes I remember to check and make sure their faces are clean and their hair is brushed, but thinking to check that their outfits look cute...um, not usually unless we're headed for church.
So we were at the library the other day and I left the girls at the table doing puzzles while I went to grab a few picture books. Suddenly Claire comes flying around the corner and almost plows into one of the library workers - a young man with crazy hair and a dry sense of humor who does storytime for the preschoolers. He just smiles and says, "It must be the cape." Oh, yeah, she's wearing her cape again.