“Adam! Adam! I had the dream again!”
Adam smiles, and sets down his phone. Jordan always takes priority over email. “The princess dream?”
“Yeah! Yeah! And it was… uh… it was…” Jordan searches for words.
The dinosaur phase lasted awhile. For some reason, Jordan is now very much into princesses. Adam worries that this started suspiciously around the time Summer made her superhero debut as Radiance. But then again, princesses are less destructive than dinosaurs when you’re playing around the house, so maybe it’s best not to question it too much?
Jordan makes a verbal breakthrough. “There was a big ol’ ruined castle!” She spreads her arms this wide, probably not enough to accommodate a full castle but enough to get the idea across. “An’ there was these palace guards there! An’ a woman told me it was gonna be night soon, an’ I had to make a wish on the stars, an’ an’, then, she said, when I was old enough, I’d come back there! And reach up, and take a star out of the sky, and that would be my princess sword, an’ she’d make a tiara for me an’ it would speak to me an’ tell me how to be a good princess!”
A talking tiara? Sure, why not. “Super Mario Odyssey” on the Switch has seen plenty of play in the household, and that was a talking cap.
“I think you’ll make a great princess, Jordan,” says Adam with a brotherly smile. “Mom and Dad are gonna be out late, so it’s just us for dinner. What do you want to eat?”
Jordan bounces up and down. “Chicken tikka! Tikk-tokk, tikk-tock! Oh! We should invite Summer over!” The little girl grows cunning and conspiratorial in that way young kids can, when they know a secret. “I got stuff to talk with her about. Secret stuff.”
Adam rolls his eyes, but smiles anyway. Whatever makes Jordan happy can’t be a bad thing.