My son and I hanging out at home one afternoon.  He's seven at the time.  And without context or prompt, as is rather routine for me, I ask him some random seeming question.   Me:  Hey!  If you could pick any superpower right now what would it be?  Invisibility?  Super Strength?  Flight? Son:  (pause)  Me: ... Son:  (more pause, then)  I'd be able to make angry people feel love. Me: ...  Wow...  That's amazing.  (sinks in more, hang my head in mock shame) Son:  what? Me:  Well... your power kind of puts mine to shame... Son:  Why?  What's yours? Me: ... Son: ... ? Me: ... *sigh*  i'd be able to shit other people's pants...