We'll call it a draw.

Before we had kids, Dave and I used to talk about how awesome it would be to have supernerd children who love healthy food. After another trip to the grocery store with Mabes begging for broccoli ("please mom please mom please mom I LOVE BROCCOLI!!!" Seriously, kid, just ask once and you'll get it!), we came home, had lunch, and Mabes went off for quiet time.

She seemed a bit more absorbed than usual, so I peeked in and saw this:
She's playing Revolutionary War. Her explanation: Noah is General Washington. He's not president yet, since they haven't won the war. And Washington didn't have a cane and a bird on his shoulder. He's in the castle because they had cool forts back then, and the other people in there are his spies. Also, George Washington probably didn't have golden eggs, but it would be cool if he had, so there are golden eggs in the fort. If we had more Little People men, she would have had a Marquis de Lafayette in there. On the chair is Lord Cornwallis and a Redcoat. (She was irritated that I moved their fort for the picture, as they wouldn't be that close in real life.)

I love my supernerd.

Dave and I also dreamed of having children who listened, obeyed, and never talked back. Oh well--you win some, you lose some.