On the 1,000-mile drive home from West Virginia, my husband, trying to monitor traffic in the rearview mirror, asked our son to lower the Life is Good baseball cap he was waving high over his head.
The invariable "Why?" response came, to which my husband said, "I don't have X-ray vision. I can't see through your head."
Thinking about a favorite super hero who has X-ray vision, my son's response was quick: "If you had X-ray vision Dad, you could melt my head."
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