Tage is very much into make-believe lately, which makes for plenty of laughs around here. The past few minutes he’s been putting a blanket over his head then running in to where I sit at the computer and roaring. Playing along, I gasp and exclaim, “Oh no, it’s a monster,” at which point he pulls off the blanket to reveal himself.

Just in case I haven’t understood, he tells me every time, “I’m not a monster — I’m Tage. I’m not very scary.”