Iris has invented this new game called Kitchen in the Sky. We’ll be playing out on the balcony, and she’ll say, “Dada, put a kitchen in the sky.” So I pretend to put a kitchen in the sky. Then a plane will go by, and she’ll say that the plane wrecked the kitchen and I should build a new one. Here’s what happened today:

> **Iris:** Dada, put *two* kitchens in the sky.

> **Me:** Okay. My kitchen has stainless steel appliances. What does your kitchen have?

> **Iris:** My kitchen has cookies!