My son Dave and the grandkids spent last weekend at my house, and over breakfast we got around to talking about all the important things, like what kind of super power weâd like to have.
My grandson Jack jumped immediately to telekinesis, the power to move objects with his mind. âWell,â I said, âof course weâll have to have some limits to our powers, right? I mean, Iâd hate to find that you plunked the moon into my back yard.â
âOK,â he said, âwhat are my limits?â